I’ve often heard that love is blind
Perhaps you’re vision should be refined
No eye surgery could ever correct
Those feeling of amore we resurrect
Not telescope could help us foresee
Even the Tinest fault with “my love for thee”
It’s not until your friends suggest
That perhaps he is not the best
Of all the candidates you could find
But by now you’ve gone legally blind.
You know it’s bad when Mama called
Just to tell you how appalled
They would be if they ever saw
Him become their son in law
Of course you think they’re all crazy
Until when fine day you’re vision is a lesser hazy
He used to be my super hero
But in the hall of justice he was a big fat zero
Eventually we realize for ourselves
There’s a lot better books on the shelf

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