WHAT’S LOVE ALL ABOUT ? No asphyxiating rules; not the slightest seed of ghastily terrorizing commercialism around, No bizarre monotony; not the slightest innuendo of debilitating stagnation insidiously floating around, No usurped definitions; not the slightest of deliriously incarcerating society; to brutally jail it in its way, No prejudiced manipulation; not the slightest of cold-blooded barbarism stealthily lurking at clandestine crannies of wastrel civilization, No traumatic agony; not the slightest teardrop of frustrating malice; which baselessly annihilated countless impeccable; in its cadaverously inane swirl, No frigid infertility; not the slightest of crippling infidelity that stabbed you beyond the threshold of extinction; the instant you turned your back, No vicarious salaciousness; not the slightest of animosity permeating vindictively into the fabric of spellbindingly enchanting humanity, No nefarious meanness; not the slightest of derogatory inflammation perilously creeping into the synergistically benign structure of humanity, No wreckless insomnia; not the slightest of invidious laziness disparagingly stagnating the vivacious mantra of blissfully burgeoning existence, No tawdry indiscrimination; not the slightest of vengeful parasites satanically sucking innocuous blood from the heart of this symbiotically celestial planet, No inexplicable hopelessness; not the slightest of disparity preposterously corrupting the spirit of unsurpassable unity inherently impregnating the pricelessly insuperable atmosphere, No deplorable delinquency; not the slightest of vituperatively ostracizing devil; that treacherously deserted you in your times of blood-curling duress, No squelching torture; not the slightest of fretfully ribald deterioration; indefatigably endangering the rudiments of irrefutable truth in the fathomless planet,