Bad Habits Die Hard Poem by Abdul-Qadir Abdul-Mumin

They say bad habits die hard
I do not want this one to die at all
They say I have changed or even gone mad
I say to them that it is not my fault I had a great fall
I have fallen in love
She confuses me with her love
Her smile is like clove
Lightens up the place like a white dove
Loving her has become my duty
My reward is seeing her beauty
This generation has been blessed with you my cutie
How can you be so much pretty
Loving you is now a habit
Hopping around you like a rabbit
I love my bad habit
I even love being your rabbit