Love is Nice, and Rice

Love can be nice, like a hot bowl of rice. But every time you date, you roll the dice.

You can date a guy with lots of pet mice, or a girl who has lice. It won’t be very nice.

They may have a bag on the head. If you see this in a pic, don’t even get out of bed.

You can date a guy or girl who does not wash at all. They will hold you with odor and gall.

You can date a dude who will burn some gras. But when the date is over, you may tell him or her to kiss your ass.

You can date a guy who’s full of sass, or a girl that will make fun of you and glow, and at the end of the day, that for real will blow.

To date a fry cook can be wise, as long as he can make a cake rise.

But date safe.

The cook may eat you in a tube, so make sure that he or she is safe to date, dude.

The cook may boil you in a tub, and use some good rub.

The cook may fry you on a spit. You will roll and turn like a big twit.

The cook will then chop you up, cut the skin off your meat and put what is left of it in a soup cup to eat. Then he will gulp it all up, he will use his feet.

The cook will give some of your meat to the guy who has mice, and the girl with lice. He will have a nice look on his face, not even once did he set a slow pace.

I try to help all, but my sage poem will help none if I fall, not even if you give me a call.

Just plan your date a head of time, and don’t go if he or she can do a dime.

I hope my poem will help some a tiny bit, I just don’t want to see him or her bury you in a pit.