The first time we kissed, you slapped me in the chops
The following week, you called the local cops
Said I'd hit you in my sleep
Asked them, if me, they'd try to keep
I apologized to no good avail
All you wanted, was me in jail
It seems somehow, you, I'd offended
Not a single fence, could I have mended
So I bought you flowers, took you to dinner
Said I was sorry, please forgive this sinner
Instead, your wine, you threw in my face
Doing your best, to put me in my place
So a lesson I learned, on this night
Stay away from each other, if you have to fight
Love can go wrong, if you let it
Rememeber it was me, whom finally said it!
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