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Another poem about love, but being a bird lover myself, I had to include a bird in it ;) |
You're a sweet, I always greet You're an over-heat, You raise my heartbeat A lovely treat, I can never mistreat I'm obsolete, You're always discreet I maybe incomplete, But I always compete You always smile, As we compile Your lifestyle, Is my profile Your hairstyle, I give a percentile With you, It's versatile With you, It's worthwhile You can dance, Such a romance You can prance, You came from France For me, you can lance I can stance and finance I can enhance and expanse For you, I can never askance You make a joke, I'm a slowpoke You always evoke, I can never provoke You always poke, And never revoke I'm a townsfolk, You my masterstroke Stand together, Strong as oak trees Command together, We rule over land, And the seas You can track, I can attack You can try to wrack, I'll cut you some slack You can get falsified, I'll have you glorified You can fly like a butterfly, That, I can never demystify You can be gratified, As I say my Goodbye For you, I can die, Singing a lullaby You can fly and sky-high And I can be your hawkeye. 11-01-2020 |