LITTER BUG

 

You threw my words out in the street,

and made my life feel obsolete.

You thought six words were not enough

to emphasise my total love.

You wanted words like 'Beauty Queen',

not 'Lovely', 'Nice' or 'Windolene'

I sadly glanced across that view

of consonants and vowels too,

wildly blowing in the air,

(a bit like Boris Johnson's hair),

before the wind lost strength and sound,

and all the words fell to the ground.

I read them when my tears had cleared,

(but noticed three had disappeared),

 

and in their place were others too,

which I think were composed by you.

   'Windolene'                           'Lovely'                 'I Love You Too'           

                     'Knobhead'                          'Git'                       'Nice'