Treasure Island

Leria Hawkins

(39 forever / Sweet Carolina)

He's A Girlie, Girl...


I lay in peace upon the thread
And he, but just a cover
To keep my standing safe and warm
I feign him as my lover
Bold and strong, both back and arms
The ladies swoon in envy
Green as grass, a summer’s day
They scorn the passion in me
Little, do they know the truth
This flame is but a sham
Behind our pomp and circumstance
He’s girlie’er than I am…

Submitted: Thursday, July 25, 2013
Edited: Friday, July 26, 2013

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He’s A Girlie, Girl…
Date: July 25,2013

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