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Rating: 5.0
I met her at Strawberry Fields
one day on my lunch
She was sitting on a bench
eating an apple.
She was tastefully
all in black,
and her fingernails
were black, too, like her hair.
On the bench
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Monday, September 6, 2010
Topic(s) of this poem: Love
Smoky Hoss 21 May 2013
What a pleasure to read; superb story-telling. Great lines, humor and finish! I love your work Bert, wish you'd write much more. Please do.
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Kevin Carney 15 October 2010
What a great poem with a touch of the whimsical to boot. Being a New Yorker I love the accents. Great first meeting and yet you span from the 20's till today with the goth child. I love the humor instill on top. I read this twice so I didn't miss anything. Great Poem...
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Wendy Chan 25 September 2010
This is a very cool romantic poem. Sweet. A little goth child.
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