The Worst Rhyming Poem I Could Write

I remember when you stood at the door You said that I was someone you'd deplore I pleaded and begged for you to turn around You said our love would never rebound I cried I told you that I lied She was a one night stand Nothing was preplanned We kissed Her kisses were strictly strict Baptist Tight lipped and cool Kind of like kissing a old wrinkled ghoul My mind wandered I began to wonder What had I given up Thinking of you without letup I wanted to come back Picking some roses and lilac I knocked on your door It is you my beautiful who I adore You knew Covering me with kitty pooh You finally forgave But only if I promised to behave I promised with all my heart Once again you were my sweetheart