If love do bellyful;
Couples will be happy with the life they choose
Infidelity will hardly occur
Mistrust will be a thing of the past
No longer waving to the newly married
Flirting with the singles in the name of lunch
If love do bellyful;
In deed life would be cool
Marriages will surely grow grey hair
Without sharing ones bed with a different specie
Loving the one one already loved
Not staring at skirts when wind is making a wave
If love do bellyful;
Who could think of flirt?
Losing out ones first love
To some slaying side chicks
Even when one is on drug
Strange and unusual feelings he will knock off
If love do bellyful;
None will think of divorce
Just to wed unknown demon
Families will grow with hug
Living a life they love
Heartbreaks will always be on the run.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem