Love is a Pest

A Poem in 8 lines

Love is a pest,

to be worked at without rest.

Why can't it be effortless,

and free of such stress?

If this riddle you can lick,

Please tell me and quick,

as life is too short,

for testy labors to court.

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Reviews

[Chris Shaw]

All good things are worth waiting for.. What a disappointment if everything came without any effort. Patience is a virtue. I like your poetry.

Chris

[Dylan Macadham]

Again, a pinch of tongue'n cheek :)
...and I like your poetry lots,
Dylan