Happy Hour Poem by Dorsey Baker

Happy Hour



Baby every time I touch you
and you touch me
its happy hour
its happy hour

Baby every time we're together
its happy hour
happy as can be
no clouds or stormy weather
its happy hour

Baby its happy hour
if I could put you in a glass
I'd drink you up
just like sweet wine
Baby lets have a good time
its happy hour!

Saturday, December 16, 2017
Topic(s) of this poem: love
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