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What a Night

With peering eyes and wanting heart I stared right through your window You undressed right in front of me Somehow I felt that you’d know But yet you had gone further As clothes fell to the floor I then thought I would die, because I wanted more Then, your light went off, and you were still right there, I had seen you in the shadows, you called me, I could swear. But as I got close enough to climb in to the room, I felt a pain most shockingly as you hit me with your broom. I fell down the two stories, wishing I could fly, But then I hit the ground, then I wished that I would die. Feeling then came back to my aching arms and feet. When your backdoor then opened and your rottweiler came to eat. Oh, dear me and oh dear my that dog came running fast. I had hoped that I’d run faster or simply just outlast, But he had gotten a hold of me and bit down very tight. That’s when I asked myself, why’d I come out here this night. No answer came upon me until you showed your face, You pulled the dog then from me, the night was not a waste. For then you felt a bit sorry as you helped me to my feet. I then introduced myself to the girl I had longed to meet.

Copyright © | Year Posted 2008




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