When The Butterflies Come Out To Play Poem by Yor Nella

When The Butterflies Come Out To Play



Whenever it’s a very hot and sunny summers’ day
and all the lovely 'butterflies' come out to play
then these genes I've inherited become the bane of my life
and I have to control them to remain faithful to my wife.
A pretty woman just walks by and they instantly awake
trying to get me into trouble and to make a mistake.

Thursday, July 18, 2013
Topic(s) of this poem: butterfly
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