DISABLED LUVE


HE

At park in that chair

Playing with your hair

Luve filled the air



SHE

You were so charm

And meant no harm

When you touched my arm



HE

Then the action start

You act like a tart

With no art



SHE

I thought you’re my friend

But my heart you rend

In the end



HE

Your feelings you spare

My love you pare

Fake glare



SHE

We had an affair

That run in despair

It was no fair



HE

Your rain and the chill

Send us down hill

Luve got ill



SHE-HE

-Now go away

Out of my way!-

They both say.