Once I had a true love
Once I was happy
But he is no longer here
And I am feeling crappy

I should have consulted the bard
Shakespeare of course would know
He would advise me to take care
For his tales were filled with woe
Well, now I am in crisis mode
I am dismayed and without hope
It is a distressful heavy load
Sometimes feeling I can’t cope
This piece is not very good
In fact it could be no worse
If I could make it better, I would
I can’t so I’ll end this senseless verse.
The next one will be better, maybe
If not, heaven save me