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Daryl Dixon

"Hello there," said I to the stranger beside,

"I'm Cari, and this is my boyfriend."

The stranger looked past, with some side-eye and sass,

And said, "You must be overjoyed, then."

 

I tilted my head to the side then and said,

"I am, we've decided to marry!"

The stranger just frowned and then said, his voice down,

"I was being sarcastic, he's scary."

 

I frowned then, in turn, and my boyfriend, face stern,

Said, "C'mon, babe," in dirtied apparel.

With his crossbow in hand he led me through the land,

Snuffing zombies and bandits-- oh, Daryl.

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Written by
cari-jane-leemaster
American
Published
Aug 21, 2013
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Notes

Another one dedicated to Norman Reedus.

I am so embarrassed about using "trash barrel" as a rhyme in the first draft.

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