Wrote a poem: You gave me a kiss

You gave me a kiss But, later, a hiss

Did you know It can't be hidden My smart uncle knows Your spite that dribbles

Gave you my candies And showed you my fancies But you didn't care And even threw a chair

Now I know Bruno Mars wasn't lying When he said he'd catch A grenade, to you, that's flying

But now, be wise, my brothers It's your friend who wounds you And your enemy who kisses you

Such are the horrors But will you listen to this sad fart Tell you his modest Adventures that are 'bout to start