I can only comment in a verse
A villanelle for virtue,my defence
I don’t know what you mean for you are terse
Love or hate,I don’t know what is worse
Is this life a very spiteful test?
I can only comment in a verse
In my bag I have a purple purse
Money is so dirty it’s a pest
I don’t know what you mean when you are terse
When we marry, we won’t be the first
We need a godly priest for I confess
I can only comment in a verse
Do not pay my bill which I detest
At our party let us all be blessed
I don’t know what you want when you are terse
I am in a struggle, can you guess?
I am well endowed with happiness
A villanelle for virtue is the best
I don’t know what you mean you are so terse