A Cliche Is The World, Part 4

The world is a cliche

Loved not to wisely but well /with/ an iron hand in a velvet glove

/ 'Cause/ all's fair in love and war /with/ no love lost

/And/ greater love hath no man /than/ Misery loves company

Love's a bitch /but/ it is better to have loved than to have never loved at all, I guess /for/

/while/ crazy in love, a pound of bud is worth a year of love /when/

Love is like a rose /and/ absense makes the heart grow fonder /as/

The world is a cliche

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Love is never having to say you're sorry /for/ a face only a mother could love /while/

The world is a cliche

/One/ learns to love /they/ live to love

/For/ perfect love is casteth without fear /but/ ouch! Love is blind

Love conquers all /but/ there is a thin line between love and hate /and/

Absence is to love as wind is to fire, it extinguishes the small and kindles the great, /with/ kit-glove treatment /when/

The world is a cliche

/But/ the love of money is the root of all evil, more noisy than two skeletons making love on a tin roof

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Poem by E.VA.