First the airman...
Next were two countrymen
Then the Irish, the French
The poet, who's next?
Another man in the league
In a roster of heart-breakers
No exception but pure deception
All of the above, a bunch of BS
Beware dear heart...
You don't want another heart attack,
Another sweetheart, another heartbreak
Have had enough...Fed up please!
Each and everyone promised so unique
Of blue skies and lies
Of rosebud with thorns
Just to feed in the flesh!
Oh man! you deserve a toast...
Toast in charred red hot ember
Burn crisp! for man-haters to feast
Endangered species, sooner you'd be.
