Love is like a nice cream bun
Gooey
And sticky
And sweet
And when you are in the mood for it
Oh, what a lovely treat!
Love is losing all inhibition
Walking too close
To the verge
Doing what comes naturally
Whatever may take
Your urge!
Love is wearing spots
And checks together
Even Dad's tank-top works on the street
Back-combing your hair
To tremendous heights
And pulling faces
At people you meet!
Love is death defying
In its nature
One blink
And then it has flown
Never mind,
There's always another
Love seed
To be sown!!