Author Topic: Poem  (Read 1278 times)

Part of a poem I've been writing. :o
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What doth I offer to ye,
My gold-haired friend of new.
I hath but little that may match
Thou being, kind and true.

Thine eyes so sweet, so deep and brown
That beckon me so close.
Wisdom, humor, and kindness
Doth make of them the most.

Cry not my gold-haired friend,
For rain doth come whene'er you should.
Leave a smile upon thy affect
For it shine more than any brazen image could.

So sweet and tender is thy face,
Thine smile, hair, and eyes in one.
Thy beauty of nature's finest ornaments
Ceases not to me so stun.  

*MAGICK* MAGE EARNED THE


forget
richard
truck
slick

weiner
pusillanimous individual
keester
wussy

ass
balls
class
halls

stuff
father
fit
i did ur mother.

TROGTOR EARNED THE

*MAGICK* MAGE EARNED THE
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TROGTOR EARNED THE
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