Fool me once shame one you,
Fool me twice shame on me,
But fool me three times and I'm a love sick fool.
There is no fourth time, three strikes and you're out,
After that I let go, erase your lies, pick up the pieces,
And move on.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
If he fools you once...its not real love