Life Throws a Curve
I can almost guarantee that this little poem will put a smile on your face by the time
you get to the end of it:
He said he loved her and then she gained some weight
Sixty pounds worth
He said he’d love her more and she would look great
Sixty pounds less
Isn’t that the way that love always works?
You’re loving each other with all of the perks
Loving each other and you’re getting along
Life throws a curve and you’re writing a song
She told him she loved him and he grew a scraggly beard.
Six inches worth.
She said she’d love him more if he didn’t look so weird
Six inches less.
Isn’t that the way that love always works?
You’re loving each other with all of the perks
Loving each other and you’re getting along
Life throws a curve and you’re writing a song
He told her he loved her then her mom came for a stay
Three months ago
He told her he’d loved her more if her mom went away
Thirty years or so.
Isn’t that the way that love always works?
You’re loving each other with all of the perks
Loving each other and you’re getting along
Life throws a curve and you’re writing a song
She told him she loved him but then he grew pot for sale
Three acres worth
She said she’d love him more if they didn’t end up in jail.
Three years worth
Isn’t that the way that love always works?
You’re loving each other with all of the perks
Loving each the other and you’re getting along
Life throws a curve and you’re writing a song
He said he loved her then she ran over his cycle,
$3,000 worth.
He introduced her to his rich friend, Michael
$3,000,000.00 worth
Isn’t that the way that breaking up always works?
Yelling names at each other, who needs the perks?
No longer loving each other, not getting along,
Michael’s stuck with her and I’m enjoying my song
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