Wrote a poem: You gave me a kiss
You gave me a kiss
But, later, a hiss
Did you know
It can't be hidden
My smart uncle knows
Your spite that dribbles
Gave you my candies
And showed you my fancies
But you didn't care
And even threw a chair
Now I know
Bruno Mars wasn't lying
When he said he'd catch
A grenade, to you, that's flying
But now, be wise, my brothers
It's your friend who wounds you
And your enemy who kisses you
Such are the horrors
But will you listen to this sad fart
Tell you his modest
Adventures that are 'bout to start