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My love is an idiot;

To be the one is fashionable now,

And proud to be hideous

To cosset some handicap clowns.

My love is dark today;

To be the one is profitable now,

Victim card8 he’s got, to play

And make the mess in usual towns.

My love is gonna be

An innocent refugee,

For houses, sex and money;

Free of cost, full is tummy.

My love is an endless pretender

With foxy and flexible gender.

Parvez Kumar