Not really a love poem...it's all about the funny side of Willies.
I hope you find it funny! It is lonely, It is dark, down here where I live Though up with the lark, I have so much to give I see the day with my eye, pointing around Though I seem to, mostly, stare at the ground Then all of a sudden, its damp and its wet There is so much liquid, I am starting to fret I cough and splutter, I am soaked in gel And I seem to be polished, as bright as a bell ...Read On
Added: 30 May 2011 | Category: Love Poems |
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