It's My Accent Poem by Donna Elouise James

It's My Accent



Does it look like I love you? ,
My case is packed, an I got a smile on my face,
The cab is nearly here, an I'm out the door.
I said 'I loathe you'..not ' I love you'
An you ain't gonna see me no-more.

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