Charmer (Confident)
12-4-18
O, charmer attractive
Knock me out and don't wake me up again
As to frolic and caper our escapade that love might abound
For God is my record and how greatly do I long after you
Soon to break out the miscellaneous archives
And give my cat nine more lives
Even as it is meet and only right to dig a box of chocolates
Where I never know what I'm going to get
Both in my bonds inasmuch as in my defense
She was my stepping stone today suitable as meet as can be
With Paul and Timotheus
This is my thing and today anything goes
O, charmer.....
Ain't Is A Word
12-4-18
My second pot was always my error
On the narrow veranda
The other is my second cousin
One of these days as my mind doth but wander
To the spoon I reckon
I'll take a ride for horse-breeding among Fitz's son
Jonathan hungry for love still rambling with legibility
Going gambling as to nurture me through open knees
On the once-proud grounds of Wynward among Fitzjohn
Salve-breeding for our circumstance still thinking about whiskey
But settling with root beer to dark cold
Ain't we talkin'.....
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