Love is a fraubplem,
Which men cant overcome
Women having the upperhand
Choices for them
To choose from many,
From poor to rich
Unknown to common,
Blessed is the dame
With a cute face and a lovely
Body To flaunt to men
And smirk silently
At the advances made by them,
Throwing sweet smiles
To the ones they like,
Fraublem is every mans problem.
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