Could
I possibly meet Cheryl,
I
wisely think she is beautiful,
She
is attractively so pretty –
A
palatable Sweet-Honey,
A
taste I truly so desire
Who
sets me on fire,
She
is so warming
With
charming.
I
want a date,
I
hate to wait,
What’s
my fate –
Her
at my gate.
I
like you so much,
Please
get in-touch.
©
Andrew Stevenson 07/11/2018
A past poem that I didn't post.
Thank you. Love love, Andrew.
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