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May 2015
I saw her walking down the street,
and man she was looking pretty neat..
She had the looks and the strut, and
my heart went POW..
I was saying to myself, WOW, WOW, WOW..
She turned the corner and headed for town,
I was following close, but kept low to the ground..
Then she turned and stared right in my face, she
had such beauty, charm and grace..
" What's your game, she began to plea," I
stuttered and replied, " you talking to me.."
" Leave me alone" she said in a shout,
and soon there were people all about..
I turned on my heel, and I fled the scene,
little did I know she could be so mean..
"Oh well, oh well I said to myself, I'll just
put that one on the shelf.."
There are other chicks around, and
that's a fact..
And maybe next time I won't get caught
in the act..
Written by
John Leroy Maxwell
498
   Cold-Bones
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