Love is like fetch
With a new toy
Sometimes it’s even like
A note in a
Bottle written kidnapped and
Tossed hopefully into sea
Wishing that whomever finds
It will be tickled
But love’s really like
A falling coconut if
You’re not under the
Palm it’ll be missed
But if you’re under
Oh if you’re under
Then you’ll be under
Forever you will be
HARLAN DIDRICKSON 