「ギャーーー!!」 (Gya—!!)
“Eeeek!”

First love is as a fever, burning hot
Or stomach acid as the case may be,
It eats at reason and corrodes the thought
Shuts down the mind with a BSoD.
Though puppy love be pure and cute enough,
I find I root for still the childhood friend.
Her archetype in drama has it rough
An underdog who loses in the end.
Such straight offence may oft a man annoy,
Or cow the weak with threat of death or pain.
But she is true to self and acts not coy;
Compared to other suitors she is sane.

No love more jealous than that of a wurm
Who eats alive the hearts that stand not firm.

 

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