A poem of love from the view point of a sceptical 1980’s teenager.
Love is a very curious thing,
It causes people to shout and sing.
I wish that they could only see,
the sorrow it’s brought that should not be
But love is blind and deaf and dumb,
and true love only comes to some.
So careful now, mind how you go,
Love’s dangerous as you well know.
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