My love is like a day in June:
She makes me gleam with sweat.
My love is like a tattoo all
The rock stars want to get.
My love is like a chocolate binge
Well worth sharp dental pains.
My love is like the needle that
Lights up a junkie’s veins.
My love is like loud drunks next door:
I’m wide awake all night.
My love is like a brothel where
The price is always right.
My love is like a French cookbook
That keeps me fat and happy.
And I’m like Robert Burns (if all
His similes were crappy).