"How Must I Compare you?"
How must I compare you?
You horrid dreadful boy!
To think someone cute you?
A dreadful joke you toy!
Why you think yourself cute?
You perverted big head!
Think harm attracts me brute?
You cold-hearted vampire!
You think you are my love?
I’d rather drink poison
Maybe drown in a cove
Better yet fight a bison!
Dreadful boy leave me be.
Putrid boy that I see.
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