I Hate Duo (poem: Kilroy-style Quatre)

I hate Duo as much as the sky
When fireworks burst on the 4th of July.

I hate Duo as much as a storm
Which cools off the body when summer's too warm.

I hate Duo as much as the bliss
Of beloved kitten's or puppy's sweet kiss.

I hate Duo like I hate the love
Of whomever watches us from on high above.

I hate Duo like summer hates fall, 
Or like spring hates the winter. Which means of course, not at all.

-----Owari-----