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With halted breath he saw her there He didn’t mean to stop & stare But such beauty, demure & sweet Caused the heart to miss a beat Pulse was racing, blood was heating Wondered how to affect a meeting Should it be a cheesy line A bunch of flowers - a glass of wine He approached her - his mind a quiver Felt his body start to shiver His stomach now, begins to flutter Then he really starts to stutter Excuse me miss, - he began like this But soon his voice became a hiss Carry on, - his brain did urge him Then at once his courage failed him Excuse me miss he uttered again The moment had gone…..this was plain So young sirs when you go wooing You really have to practice cooing Nothing comes to the faint of heart You really have to act the part If you wish, to sweep off her feet A nice young lady demure & sweet.
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May 4, 2013
May 4, 2013 at 7:24 AM UTC
Faint Heart
With halted breath he saw her there He didn’t mean to stop & stare But such beauty, demure & sweet Caused the heart to miss a beat Pulse was racing, blood was heating Wondered how to affect a meeting Should it be a cheesy line A bunch of flowers - a glass of wine He approached her - his mind a quiver Felt his body start to shiver His stomach now, begins to flutter Then he really starts to stutter Excuse me miss, - he began like this But soon his voice became a hiss Carry on, - his brain did urge him Then at once his courage failed him Excuse me miss he uttered again The moment had gone…..this was plain So young sirs when you go wooing You really have to practice cooing Nothing comes to the faint of heart You really have to act the part If you wish, to sweep off her feet A nice young lady demure & sweet.
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May 4, 2013
May 4, 2013 at 7:24 AM UTC
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