Generic

On writing and wirds 
Misspellings and slurs 
A contrived poem is like a woman in love 
she wants more than she deserves and 
never gets enough 
But seems satisfied with love if she has heart. 
there is two types of women one 
cold and one hot. one gets love 
the love inside the other does not. 
Guess which one ewe aer to me today 
The one that loves the one that has 
the one that satisfies herself with me. 
The ewe that feeds my love with kiss and want 
she is the one eye want yes ewe it 
is ewe so hot for me mye want. 
Mye dear roe deer she is ewe.