All Hail To Likers Poem by Isaac Morris

The first date I had with mary well
Hoping to be impressed like a mary kay
I had the magic words in a nice piece
And I sit round the table like a birthday cake
Staring at her face was a nice holiday
Before the mess of the mouse from my borrowed coat
When I'm to take a little glimpse for a fluent flow
All hail to likers
Fake lovers!

She was in quest of a man that was ready made
When all she had on her, were paste made
Turning to the wall is her pretty face
Changed by frown to a half frame
Then I realized all her words were mere claims
The fun for the day was thrown in disarray
And I drown in pains like a hurt drake
All Hail to likers
Fake lovers!

Punching on the #tag can't make a chick
You have made a wrong sketch on the landscape
Painting my blue day with a faded paint
When am used to your claims like a baby sitter
So I woke in a haste to search and interrogate
my mind was ruthless made to decline all the way
At the end of the day non was erase
All friends are likers!
Then I learn to appreciate.
All hail to likers
For coming my way!
All hail to likers
Fake lovers!