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You smile like you have done a crime
And now, I don’t know what will rhyme
I just like to treat you like prime
I didn’t plan to write a poem
I just thought to make you a letter
You know, I’m being sweet here, ahem!
Can’t think of a word that sounds better
Forgive me for being like this
I know yesterday was a miss
I want to make it up to you
I wrote this poem, you have no clue
You’re the sweetest, you’re the loveliest
Yet I’m snob and no eagerness
I’m reluctant and not compulsive
Yet you’re spontaneous and expressive
I love you and this is going lengthy
Let me cut this and stop the cheesy
I love you, and yet this is not easy
I want this to sound a little breezy
Ending this with a menu
Because it has me-n-u
Lists of choices that are true
Hoping that you choose me, too.
-TBWS
November 9, 2015
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