Poem1 Poem by Alex yaaik

Poem1



Desperately trying to sneak
And still not be a prick
I say that I'm drowning in work
But when I come home I'll just shoot a cork
And Two champaign glasses will be empty and full
Fool I'll be if not manage to see
That you're making your eyes at me
Fool I'll be if not give you a kiss
But in any way that day will be missed

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