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SHE WILL NOT TALK TO ME!๐Ÿค—๐Ÿ˜Š๐Ÿค๐Ÿค—๐Ÿ˜Š

โ€œPOEMS CAN BE DANGEROUS!โ€ a poem. a.k.a.: โ€œFor Everyone Offended By My Poems, Which Is NEVER My Intention!โ€ July 3, 2018 (Tuesday) [Poetry: Discreet, Yet Nice: In the โ€œEVERY BEAUTIFUL GIRL NEEDS LOTS OF POETRY WRITTEN FOR/ABOUT HER!โ€ series!]

I wrote a poem for _______ – and NOW SHE WILL NOT TALK TO ME!

I wrote a poem for _______; I thought sheโ€™d laugh, be filled with glee!

I wrote a poem for _______ because sheโ€™s pretty and so coy,

And I am just a fan of hers, a silly, simple, love-struck boy!

I hope one day that I will see,

HER FACE, once more, smi – ling – at – me,

But, if I donโ€™t, Iโ€™ll breathe this sigh, โ€œPOETRY!? Perhaps Iโ€™ll try:

PROSE! (pause)

Iโ€™ll write A BOOK for her,

Called: โ€œ_______,โ€ by her friend โ€œSIR,โ€

The guy who has a crush, all right,

Thinks _______ is outta-sight,

BUT-he-should-a-known,

If verse is โ€œtrite,โ€

IT DOESNโ€™T SHED THE PROPER LIGHT!! ๐Ÿ™‚

fin. <3

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Life is like a bunch of roses. Some sparkle like raindrops. Some fade when there's no sun. Some just fade away in time. Some dance in many colors. Some drop with hanging wings. Some make you fall in love. The beauty is in the eye of the beholder. Life you can be sure of, you will not get out ALIVE.(sorry about that)