Fading Love

There once was a funny old chook
who’d see love where ever she’d look
but the very next day
it would all fade away
‘cos she never gave, she just took.

About a foolhardy florilegium

Nullius addictus iurare in verba magistri, quo me cumque rapit tempestas, deferor hospes.
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