That’s the last offense I’ll take from you
She said “you gave me two”
Take a book and write it down
He said “Don’t make a sound!”
As anger piled up like dung
An argument had just begun
Who will win and get the prize?
Offense grew to a massive size
They both produced this nasty thing
A smell just started lingering
Why hold a prize and smile
while each offence is filed?
Time we spend can’t be recovered
Let’s quit the game and just be lovers
The Rational Element 