Poetry

Wednesday, 27 November 2024

Your kind of love 2

 Your kind of love

Always comes with proviso

You can't give enough

Then you leave me in limbo

Going to to the supermarket

Looking for the best price Oh

Your kind of love 

always comes with proviso


I might walk the line

Then miss it by a mile oh

Your kind of love

Always comes with proviso


I see the dove fall apart

Tumble into the Nile oh

The dogs cease their bark

And the Cheshire cat smile oh

Frogs spit their dart

Of poisonous bile oh

Your kind of love

Always comes with proviso



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