Clover

 

Love is something better gone.
It is far less right than wrong.
When a man meets a young lass,
You can bet they'll kick some ass.

And just when they're holding hands,
they're squeezing like rubber bands.
They think the other is meat
right around about their seat.

Sex is better left unsaid.
It's a nightmare and a bed.
Dogs are meant to get the shoe,
when they think about it too.

Money is a first resort.
It is spent at every port.
And when not a penny's there,
they will sell each other's hair.

Love is nothing better loved.
Shoot the cat and kill the dove.
and the last thing I will say...
sue them both before they play

 
  © Dan Buck