He Does Seem Away With The Fairies

He writes only of love and passion the fellow they call the love poet But he seems away with the fairies and butterflies through his mind float And I am rough around the edges a negative crusty old bloke I have a few beers to be social though wizzy weed I do not smoke. I'm not the one to criticize his verses as others to do that get paid But some of those who know about love poetry kind words of his love poems have said They tell him that they like his verses and his poems deserve to be read And he who is easy to flatter has left their words go to his head. But there's more to life than love and passion it is a tough World out there And maybe for fresh inspiration our love poet ought to look elsewhere There's people Homeless on the back streets and they sleep by factory doorways at night And love is the last thing on their minds a poem about them he should write. There's more to life than love and passion those two just a small part of life The one who married for love only now sad to say the battered wife By love the poor woman was blinded and her heart her head it did rule For true love she married a bully and the bully to her he is cruel. His poems are of love and love only though never of love's other side And never of the disappointment when love in the heart it has died He does seem away with the fairies and butterflies through his mind float But he is a very nice fellow and he is a rather good poet.