The Nature of Love
Some love to better their dreams
Some's love is as thick as a cream
They are all love
Love is somtimes as clean as a white dove
It begins each day when cocks crow
And its nature is like the colour of the Crow
Sometimes black; other times white
Some end in the day; others in the night
Know the type of love you want to love and do not be lazy
Because if you are lazy, your love will let you go crazy
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