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Just For A Kiss Of Miss Burquawalli Am I Here

Just for a sweet kiss of
Miss Burquawalli
Am I here,
My lady love in waiting,
A waitress,
A bar tender of mine
Making me drink
And I through her lustrous eyes,
The eyes sparkling,
With a strange glitter in them.

Wednesday, November 11, 2015
Topic(s) of this poem: art
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