Fake Love Poem by Ellias Anderson Jr.

In the name of lord of their hearts,
The black dragger that always hurts
They laugh, and then they kiss each other
They think it's the most enjoyable thing, but they bother.
It is called love! Such a good title, it is nice!
For the respect of love they will arise
They just see the shape, they don't think about depth
These lovers will continue this silly game to the day of their death
One is a tinker and loves to be a stinker and one is just a pure lover
And the stinker is always in hover
Such a dirty action, such a giant betray
Poor the other person, for sure she would be affray
When a person loves another person from the depths side and her
whole existence,
That side of loving is so far from her like a mean distance
Let's be honest, let's be a real human
Let's kill all the lies and betrays and act like the numen
For the better life, for the great love
We have to be honest and don't shove!
Otherwise, there is no real love and lover; all are a big lie or a
truth?
You better ask it from lovers, this question has been asked so routh.