A Remedy For Love? Poem by Phil Soar

I took the remedy the doctor gave me
Hoping that it might just help to save me
But how can he repair my broken heart?
When everything I take seems to inflame me

She buggered off when I thought all was well
And left me in a sort of mental hell
She ran off with a nurse from off the ward
Because she felt our love had left her bored

I might have been a pain in her posterior
But leaving me has made me feel inferior
Especially as she ran off with nurse
I feel my love life really has been cursed

The only plus sign that could ease the pain
Was that she was a lesbian all along
The doctor diagnosed that I was ill
And all the time I knew that he was wrong

I ask them over sometimes and I hope
That I might catch them in a sort of grope
There really is something affecting me
Inviting Lesbians around for tea