Love Song

If I had a hammer, I’d build a house for two
And If I had a sailing ship, I’d take a trip with you
And If I had a poet’s hand, I’d write a verse for thee
And If I had a painters touch, on canvas you would be
But I don’t have a hammer, and I don’t have a ship
So I can’t build a house, and we can’t take a trip
And I’ll never be a poet, nor have the painter’s grace
So I’ll never write your verse, nor immortalize your face
And also I have herpes
It’s for my lady