The Lumberjack Poem by J.S. Black
The Lumberjack
You tell me you're no beauty queen.
You say I must be blind.
You'd rather somethings go unseen
And hope that I don't mind.
But you know what you do to me,
If not you should, my dear.
I'm wanting you - that's plain to see -
Though why you're still not clear.
You won't believe you are the cause,
As if you ever could.
You speak to me about your flaws,
While I'm here getting wood!
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5/9/2024 10:56:04 PM # 1.0.0.1119
I love poems with a sense of humour! :)