Love Bug

Love is just love
It can’t be bought, or sold, or gifted
It can’t be exchanged for larger sizes
Or creatively shoplifted

It lives deep within your heart
Like the dwarves in Belegost
(Of course it’s less hairy and better smelling
So I hope the point’s not lost)

One day it will come to surface
So you must be at the ready
You must capture it quick and hold it tight
And keep it ever steady

For if you are not careful
It will break and wilt and die
And you will be left with half a heart
And an annoyingly heavy sigh

For this reason I stay thankful
For the day we came to be
And the day that my own Love Bug
Took a big ol’ crap on me

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