Chaos In Laos

Looked up and down, right and left Wondering why life suffers a theft Subtracted beauty from my chin cleft If I deserved and preserved the best My love could lavish to attest Why my love passed a preset test Under dodgy durations of circumstances Pummeling endeavours made in instances That diminished and dwindled distances Acknowledged to reveal robust character On a bus, on a train, on foot, on a tractor Where we determined adversity no longer a factor In consolidating the love we feel Grows by leaps and bounds despite the bill Your family sprang on me to deal and kill The foundations you and I have built Over the years to fight to the hilt Any machinations to pour heaps of silt Into our love cogs Meaning love should don cogs Saunter under coercion in bogs and fogs To prove its strength Walking on hot coals at length If truth should pervade and invade love width To delight your parents So worried and harried by overdue rents We owe for domestic tents That accommodate our nights and days Mondays, Tuesdays, Wednesdays Thursdays, Fridays, Saturdays and Sundays Shared with supreme care Far beyond compare Even when evil eyes stare Willing you and I could disintegrate To delight the flight of the ingrate Who wishes our relationship could migrate Into Dante's Hades Struck by full blown Aids Enfeebled and disabled in beds Where to detractors we surrender Stuck owing bucks to the vendor Who dares to crush our love in his blender Administering his coup the grace As we lie panting on yellow grass Listening to soothing sounds of brass Whispering osculation and consolation Amid an attempt at immolation Our love sustains not in isolation But in tandem With a hustled harem Which sings its ultimate knell anthem.