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My love is like a red red rose… One Scottish bard chose to expose. My ex was like a Yucca plant And on the yeuch I’m adamant.
I brush your hair and talk of thingsYou still rememberThe torch that lit the songs we’d singNow just an emberI pour the teaYou study meAnd wonder whyI still come by.I dig out photos of the boysMore reminiscingNow in a house devoid of noiseEach night you listenA vigil keptWhile fear has creptInto a mindThat’s been confined.Sinatra's … Continue reading Time Lapse
My love swears I snore like a bear This is a husband’s fate A wife's is to give thankful prayer That men don’t hibernate
Park Guy Running by Catching everybody’s eye Chiseled face Killer pace Never comes in second place Hasn’t time to stop and chat Training isn’t meant for that Sprints past like a thoroughbred Focused on the road ahead You enflame It’s a game Will I ever learn your name? Park Guy Running by Catching everybody’s eye
I don’t remember what I woreOr who sat next to meI don’t remember who cried moreAnd who came just to see I don’t remember hymns they playedThe readings that were readOr why he paused before he saidThat you weren’t really dead I just remember how you lookedWhen you slept next to meThe Sunday dinners that … Continue reading Soup For One
Social Distancing still stands So flirting's not allowed Two metres favours just one man: The very well-endowed
It's not just during spring When Nature has a fling 'Cause I don't know one rabbit Who isn’t always at it
I’ve got two mutts who sniff the buttsOf dogs whom they don’t knowBut what is worse and quite perverseThis passes for Hello!Imagine if we all did thisWhen meeting someone newIf that’s Hello! I'd like to knowHow one would say Adieu!