Love is a word
That is constantly heard.
Hate is a word
That is not.
Love, I am told
Is more precious than gold.
Love, I have heard
Is hot.
But hate is the verb
That to me is superb.
And love, just a drug
On the mart.
For any kiddie from school
Can love like a fool.
But hating, my boy
Is an art .
'Love and Hate'
God in His wisdom made the fly
And then forgot to tell us why.
'The Fly'
Professional men, they have no cares;
Whatever happens, they get theirs.
'I Yield to My Learned Brother’
That is constantly heard.
Hate is a word
That is not.
Love, I am told
Is more precious than gold.
Love, I have heard
Is hot.
But hate is the verb
That to me is superb.
And love, just a drug
On the mart.
For any kiddie from school
Can love like a fool.
But hating, my boy
Is an art .
'Love and Hate'
God in His wisdom made the fly
And then forgot to tell us why.
'The Fly'
Professional men, they have no cares;
Whatever happens, they get theirs.
'I Yield to My Learned Brother’
