Scented Scoundrel
“I weep at his words and you scowl.”
“what could be so troublesome my dear
that reading such, you’d shed a tear?”
“He writes of love quite flowery
sly hints about my dowry.
“Of a love he lost in the distant gloom.”
“of love notes tinged with another's perfume.”
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Copyright © John Lawless | Year Posted 2023
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