Some show it,
others don't know it,
but I'm just one poet.
There are many others,
I consider them sisters
and brothers.
I feel the same about everyone,
love is more fun.

One is a lonely number,
it's like being the only cucumber.
No way would I
want to be the only,
it's not good being lonely.
I love my fellow man,
of course love is God's plan.

We live in a world of many,
almost everywhere
there are plenty.
My favorite spice,
is loving people nice,
not those with hearts cold as ice.
This verse comes from
one warm heart,
it's just a love jump start.

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