Thayer Poem by Edward Kofi Louis

Thayer, hat, year, heat, her, at, the, ray, he, rate, ear, ear, hear!
However, you can trace my legs and know where i love;
But, you have to knock at my door first! !
Before you can come into my house.

Knock first before you enter!
As you've traced my legs;
With the truce of your heart,
Knowing the meaning of private property.

Flair, fair!
Just one way,
Just one rose,
Just one day;

Call me and let me hear your voice!
With the point of focus;
Majestic with the muse of love,
Knowing what you want from me.