I find love in the strangest things

I find love in the strangest things

From whispered barbs to broken rings

To secret, now uncovered flings

And shouting at near everything

 

There’s nothing quite as sweet I think

As crying by the kitchen sink

Or talking to a useless shrink

Then fixing empty vows with drink

 

I could forever watch the task

Of Going to a judge to ask

For something petty like a flask

And see the stripping back of masks

 

Cause in the end I still see care

Fossilised love between the pair

And though it really isn’t fair

It was still love that got them there

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