The Flirt. Poem by Elle McKay
The Flirt.
baby doll.
who cares if it isn't politically correct?
call me it.
please.
I like it when you tickle me,
don't stop trying.
when it's not fun
it's just not anything.
so.
please annoy me
please aggravate me
please show off your muscles
as if you still had to impress me.
i love you.
but
i love it when you call me
baby doll.
I liked this poem...it's good to feel like your other half is still trying to impress you even when you both know they don't need to.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
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4/18/2024 2:24:53 AM # 1.0.0.1119
outstanding work ms. elle mckay