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Jan 2012
Behold, but let it nay an impediment
Be, beauteous babe, my faltering lip,
Because grandiloquence is the very flip
Side, save on the spur of the moment,
Of love; neither my pausing mouth
Consider which seemingly lacks fancy gait
And uttereth its words haltingly straight
Like a verily soaked clumsy lager lout.
Though my solemn tongue pauses, perfect peach,
The lines of my love do make a sublime speech.
Folorunsho Obalugemo
Written by
Folorunsho Obalugemo  M/nigeria
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