All is fair in love and war,
But nothing in infidelity.
The stone that rolls gathers no moss,
And inconspicuously passes by me.
When war and affections be the choices offered,
Those with mind will choose war,
And those who flirt with hide-n-seek honesty,
Will soon question what it was all for.
Those with more heart may choose affection,
But they are never in their right minds.
But even those with conflicting emotions,
Assure no victory for the player kind.
I always pick my battles,
Now you must pick your love.
Be sensible with your words,
Or you’ll never hear any of the above.
