too shy to shine
not more than a nine
never had a spine
for a faith in divine
better than a swine
almost Einstein
I met a lady so fine
she was royal bloodline
could have made her mine
her heart was so malign
should have left her fine
but damn that jawline
tired I lay supine
under the calm moonshine
there I meet a lady so fine
definitely not rich design
nor a jawline Frankenstein
way more than a nine
I already make her mine
comes around the valentine
I wrote a three word line
for my new love, my sunshine
two seconds away the deadline
as we are entwine
shows up my old porcupine
with her sharp scary canine
I speak for my mainline
she shoots her fine
wasn’t even seconds nine
dead is my moon and shine
with a smirk stands the swine
that jawline malign Frankenstein
and I her utmost Einstein…!
Thank you for reading. :)
