I never learned to love
Cause as soon as learned to hug
I learned to fuck
And fuck
Was the objective
For this prospective
That I had in perspective
And that was my outlook
Cause I could out hook
Any fisherman
With a fisher plan
And with that said
The cat said
“Yes”
Followed by guess
And the rest
Was something bout sex
But the dog didn’t bite
And something wasn’t right
So I went left
And left
All the teachings in the back
Cause the preaching of the cat
Was about love
I was about love
Only after I fucked
And it sucked
Never knowing what love is
Or what love did
But what love missed
I end up finding
Cause she end up crying
Saying, “I just need to cuddle”
I just need to huddle
Were the words I told her
Cause to hold her
Was something so genuine
And sweet like cinnamon
This love became
And the love that came
Was more like the love I yearned
And the lesson in question
Was more like the love I learned
~Poo-pie~