Mistake me not for a maverick
Roaming the streets that thump and click,
They say I'm calm yet choleric,
Oh, what stupid rhetoric!
The stars became quite acidic,
My love became all aerobic,
The birds chirped on all anemic—
And her heart became more or less arctic!
You know they say 'Be nice right from the start',
People discard that like a fart—
But when it's time to play their part,
They do what they shouldn't, they 'go break a heart'.
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A 100 For My Better Half
Poetry"Summer and warmth spilled from her eyes, Breaking my shell like metal on ice, I tried to ignore, yet I couldn't excise- The love in me that she enticed". Praise Frank This is an anthology to and for one who unconsciously opened a gate which was shu...
