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Feb 2017
Daisy is a fab girl
she knows
I love her very much
she has the best sense of humor
always hanging out
and she drinks too much
brought her some pink flowers
after we stop at the bar one day
we both drank *****
through a straw
and not enough lemonade
you could say we got ******
I took her home
Daisy, you have to look after
especially in that short Pink dress
the area where she lives not being so good though
was not long before we meet
a gang of kids on the street
she said run away
and Dasiy ran off over the graveyard
now these kids I know
they work at local Bank
Pink petals flying this way and that
as she ran
the occasional glimps of white pants
and did I say
Dasiy was a big girl
which made think Elephants.

Sorry, Dasiy.
Love P@ul.  ***.
Paul Hardwick
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Paul Hardwick  64/M/England
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