27 Jul 2016 – Sweet Sixteen

You’re sweet sixteen but still a wee bit stupid –
confusing hormone’s calls with madcap Cupid!
So you keep smelling smoke – but see no fire?
Ha! That’s your bacon frying on Love’s pyre!

Apocalyptic heartbreaks – sweet and sour.
The half-life of true love is still an hour.
“Then she said he said” – everybody’s scheming!
Life’s not a pleasant substitute for dreaming.