this is not a love blog

No it's not.
It doesn't even faintly resemble a love blog
which is not to be confused with love blobs.
which arent to be confused with bird blobs
or having the blobs.

I once knew a girl called Mimbo
she Dj'd at cafe mambo.
on friday nights she was often out with lovely Lisebo(a)
who was best mates with groovy Jobo
I always admired Albo
and had a tiny crush on Maxbo
then there was Fibo
who was nearly as smart as Suebo
who was engaged to the good Robo
Not to be confused with Vegas Robo
who was the king of all Bo
I got labelled Skipbo
only later to discover it was card game
not forgetting E-bo
or the confounding Julesbo
and the little schnaa friend of Mimbo
who had the shiniest lips you ever did see
darn, darn, darn, what was her name again bo?
it could be hard to keep up with all this bo
so when a name was lost,
you could just default to schnaabo
at times bo was applied too liberally
like baby oil in Bangers
Alfonsebo, Margueritebo, Lesbo, Michelangelbo
But like any social movement/popular uprising/great leap forwards
It became cheapened.
heads were sure to roll.
Some names just didn't roll with it
have you ever heard of beavbo?
Intelligent, independent, sophisticated and thrusting young women
You can't imply this!
Find your own etchasketch!