A Boy’s Love Poem by Toby

There was a boy of south
who fell in love
and love did bear him out.

For he it was who gave his all
to set both their hearts free.

Initially, initially,
he did indeed feel free.

But suddenly, suddenly,
his love bore him into misery.

As an optimist he cried out loud
I will not rout!

But his pessimist told him
Boy, boy, hear me out.

You see, in this country,
Love is never pure.

Keep your heart in your breast
if you ever want it cured!

So for a time he was sad,
and inside himself he cried.

But then the sun shone again
and thus he again set out.

Chanced upon a literary gem
and then he cried out loud.

For etched in him were the lines
that bore his heart up.

Love like you’ll never get hurt
was his banner.

And so from then that was his manner.