The Book of Love Is a Load of Shite
A man made Book Of lies. đź’”
The Book of Love Is a Load of Shite
A piss-poor script for desperate fools,
Scribbled by liars, peddled in schools,
A rotting carcass dressed in gold,
Same tired scams they’ve always sold.
It stinks of need, it reeks of rot,
A tangle of games they soon forgot,
Promises cracked like a dried-up well,
A holy hymn dragged straight to hell.
They preach, they moan, they bloody sing,
But love’s a rusted, broken thing,
The book of love? Set it alight—
It’s piss and paper, shreds of shite.
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