Her School of LoveA Poem by biogencyHer School of Love
I arrive ate your school of love for registration, The campus is admiral, Refined and fashionable, But I desire an even more exquisite education. See, I’ve been to many schools where my soul suffered love deprivation, So, I pulled out my check list of mistakes to ensure I don’t suffer more miseducation. I thought it’d be wise to talk to the professor for further insight on the school’s philosophy, I started with Dr. Honesty, who told me, “Honestly, you will not be educated here on love improperly.” I spoke with Dr. Ethics who told me, “Women are humans, not pieces of property.” Recalled my checklist where it read, “Love is a process, not a phase, approach it properly.” I then sought out Dean Mind to learn about the school’s history. It said, “One thing about history, within it you can easily find misery, So I ask, what is it about this school that you would like to know specifically?” I replied, “Well, history isn’t just past, but includes future and present. I want to know if, after I register and get accepted, will this school help me reach heaven?” The Dean replied, “You’re a bright student and your acceptance would be a blessing. However, there is something alarming me.” I assured the Dean that there is not a mustard seed of harm in me, The Dean replied, “It’s not that, but your insight on heaven, please tell me your ideology.” I replied, “Kings and queens do not conquer worlds. Instead, they work in perfect harmony.” © 2014 biogency |
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Added on December 7, 2014 Last Updated on December 7, 2014 |

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