I have prepared my response to the poetry novice displayed by Beau...
It's called May I begin ?
May I begin ?
To reel you in?With my rolling hills and the valley within?or perhaps by me being...Incredibly thin
Can I start to tear you apart? In search of your wallet In search of your heart.
Open it up What’s within?I really know how to reel you in
CAUGHT YOU NOW!
HOOKLINE And SINKER!
I certainly didn’t go for you ‘cos you were such a ‘great thinker’.
Caught in my web. My little trap of liesKicking and screaming, like little helpless flies! With your gaze fixed solid on my sensational eyesAnd in the morning when you arise And starting to recover from all the moans and the sighs.
After the reassurance “Size doesn’t matter” After my heart went...
Pitter-Patter... Pitter-Patter... Pitter-Patter...
And here you see contains the task
Saying “NO” to me, when all I ask is...
May I ?
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