Albot George

R' Sole For T' - Poem by Albot George

Before the tears that will surely rise to my eyes
And before they start to weep,
Will you hold my hand to make my heart skip
And promise that you will want my soul
In your heart for ever and ever,
(R sole) together
I think that's what you meant
In your last text,
So you can remember, I don't like that many Xs
Unfriendly rude and surly
And you shouldn't treat your BOSS, ' like that
It's churlish; you should know your place
After this amount of TIME'
Good night Bab

Topic(s) of this poem: art

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Poem Submitted: Tuesday, August 26, 2014

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