Two outstanding love Birds once I knew,

One named Oge, the other Tese,

both staged a play for a score and three

years, which was watched by no more than few.

Tese the Lover-boy played the part

of an unrepentant devotee

to many a beautiful mistress,

whilst he kept piercing with Cupid's dart;

a faithful heart stricken with distress.

There never was seen a lover so

faithful like Oge, who seeks to throw

away her all for his love unfeigned.

Not even his infidelity

could keep this blind lover-girl restrained

from trying to win his cherished love.

What manner of blind devotion rare

could possibly yield such loyalty?

I must confess that I have never

before seen love so undeserving

for a lover-boy so belligerent.

His pressing desires she keeps serving

cheerfully, with no complaint ever

made of his contemptuous indifferent

attitude to her rare devotion

to utmost and servile affection.

Oh Oge! you are ever ready

to brave towering heights, just to be

with him in times of adversity.

You would also brave the scorching heat

to wait with him in the hellish Sun.

I really must extol in reverent

admiration; your loving kindness

in response to contempt, perfidy,

disdain to a point below his feet.

At your utmost show of affection,

which in a thousand years remains rare

in amazement would a thousand stare.