Fun With Bad Poetry
You look more yummy than lunch
That’s why I love you a bunch
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I’ve done some stupid things
It’s true
But the stupidest thing I did
Was you
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I remember the softness
In your voice
When you said,
“Please stay! Let’s do it again.”
I was happy to be there
In your warm arms
Until the door opened
And your husband walked in
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