Tentative Tempests
Why must I beg pardon?
Has been our great question;
When you and I battle,
Vessels at home rattle;
I say yes; you say no,
Matters so silly though;
I swear; you swear; sourly,
Dogs and cats laugh wholly...
You are old; I am old,
Our looks have turned ice-cold;
Ego, yet, like a spring,
In us, plays monarch-swing...
When we ask each other,
At end of each whether;
We find the same reason,
Yet pour the same treason...
In the end, it's a jest,
Our true love, dear, does quest,
To explicitly test,
Whose love is best of best...!
08 April 2022
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