Star-Crossed Lovers
If a single star, is a brief delay
For a ship too far, in a far-fetched way
Then a full-flung fling, on a fateful fly
Is a hull-hung thing, on a hateful high
When I sing my song, in a sad singer's voice
In a mad sing-along, and a bad singer’s choice
There is just one wrong, and a single mystery
For a solitary gong, and a salty melody
On a Monday night, by the stars far away
There is just one bite, in a Mars Milky Way
And the gloam, you ignite, by the sand, and the sea
Is the poem, you recite, for the canned revelry
For the star-crossed two, living two-crossed lives
Where the hard-frost gives, and the chard survives
There is plenty to do, when the dew-drop dies
And the last laugh lives, where the least love lies.
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