190 Suck at poetry

Leena's poetic skills appeared to the surface and before starting the song, she cleared her throat and trailed her fingers over his enthralling face. "My babylicious, why are you so cute?"

"Roses are red

Violets are blue

You have too much fructose from head to toe

Now I can't even kiss you because I have become diabetic."

Leena giggled for vining such a beautiful composition but soon it stopped when she heard a deep husky voice.

"Roses are red

Violet's are blue

you suck at poetry

You better quit your balladry"

Hearing his voice, Leena widened her eyes in shock. Is he awake all the while?