Must be love

Two island swans

They mated for life

And his faithful heart

Would not consider any other wife

There love was like a circle

With no beginning and no end

With his lady by his side

A treasure and best friend.

It seems that a swan in Berlin has fallen in love. Any swan loving person (not) knows that a swan mates for life, which makes the union of two swans that more special. Too bad, this union is destined to be short lived. You see, dumb ass swan here has fallen in love with a swan shaped paddle boat. Poor swan must be really into 'big chicks'. I wonder if he thinks she is playing hard to get or just being the strong silent type? I hope to God he doesn't try to mate with it. That will be an odd ride for some unsuspecting love birds trying to paddle around the pond. I do kind of feel sorry for the swan and hope they don't have the ability to feel embarrassment, because when he clues in, he will be the laughing stock of the pond (or just looked upon as one hell of a kinky sumbitch!)

Today's thought? Life is short and hard, like a body building elf.