They were so beautiful then -
Still are, But I loved them differently back when. One was sweet and jolly, For this song I'll call her Holly; The other, sweet and serious, Her smile, tho, 'twas Mysterious. ~~~~~ They dated men, but never me; I'd been divorced, was fairly free, I like to think they somehow knew I wanted them to ease the blue And wasn't up for something new, To commit to, yes, and to be true. Better this than simply no, I'm not your type, now turn and go. ~~~~~ But go I did, with wounded pride And found another - surprise, a bride! And friends we all four then became, Old scores forgotten, too, the game. ~~~~~ Our friendship grew, and then one day We gathered 'round to hear them say, Holly, cherish you I will forever; Mysterious, thank heaven, we're together.
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Oh slap me hard and awaken me.
Hmm.. you might have written a poem about that too.:)
But it was a great little poem that no one else could do but you.
But I expect nothing less than great from you.
Rated with hugs and kudos to gay love.
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Lezlie
loved it, makes me wish I could wax poetic
Those of you who compliment my pathetic poetry efforts are either lying outright, for which I thank you, or are automatic winners of lifetime membership in my Friends Forever Club.
Y0u are the bees' knees, you are the moon's green cheese, you make me sneeze whilst trying to please, you are the breeze in the trees, my main collective squeeze...made my point? I got lucky. Lucky to have you as friends.
And I cheated. I not only loved the two lesbians to whom I've dedicated this little verse, but I empathize with them completely because...I can't contain this secret any longer...just can't: You see, I, too, am a lesbian. The only difference between me and those dear ladies is that I am trapped in a man's body. Forgive me. Old joke, but it's late, I'm punchy and the server's probly about to go out at any second. Love you all - one way or another.
Really?
Okay, all you have to do to prove it is take that thing you want to stick in her, throw it in the drawer of your night table, SLAM the drawer shut so it stays in there and walk out of the room (after swinging by the bathroom to douche and install a Tampax).
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