LOVE - By Marston

Love isn't real.

They say it's something you feel

I once thought I felt it in my heart

But it turned out was just a fart

And not just a standard trump

The stink of it it really hit with a thump

Because farts are goddamn real

They can make the hardest men kneel

Unlike your fictional love

Which is about just as real as heaven above

Love was invented for gullible tards dullards

To make them spend money on valentines cards

~ FIN

I may be a bit late, but I am still here to showcase my poem about love. plus the month of love has not ended yet, so here we go: 

Love is Round

 

My heart don't thump for fancy lovey dovey stuff,

Forget the flowers, chocolates, all that fluffy fluff.

My true love waits, all hot and round and cheesy,

A circle of joy, melty, never sneezy.

 

Forget poems about birds and hearts and such,

I write my love in bites, so yummy, much!

Crispy crust, tangy sauce, a flavor fiesta,

Each mouthful sings, like a pizza orchestra!

 

No need for candles, just the oven's warm glow,

A perfect slice, where happiness can flow.

No need for whispers, just the crunch and chew,

This love's a party, no room for "boo hoo!"

 

So grab a slice, to pizza, love most dear,

Forget the rest, happiness waits right here!