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Richard Goss Poem
he stood alone in the darkness
just outside her door
he stood alone in the darkness
would he be alone for evermore ?
tonight he'd pop the question,
tonight he would propose
tonight he'd ask her to marry
this woman, his gentle, tiny rose
he took the ring from his pocket,
and knelt upon one knee
he would propose right there,
for all the world to see.
frightened, he rang the doorbell
the world was quiet as a mouse
slowly the door opened,
Aw crap ! its the wrong bloody house !
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Richard Goss Poem
my world is sad,
its dirty and grey
i can no longer
go on this way
then my vision
blurs, shape sway
its very hard,
to clearly find my way,
steam, water, spray
carefully i work
tirelessly, daily,
this task i cannot shirk
my task goes on
time slowly passes
lord i hate
cleaning my glasses
Copyright © Richard Goss | Year Posted 2013
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Richard Goss Poem
i wait patiently,
slowly the time goes by
1 hour, 2 hours,
now the time is nigh.
i go to the other room,
and find a chair,
all i can dream of.
is suddenly there
golden brown skin,
firm succulent breast,
long juicy legs,
firm tasty flesh, and the rest
my blood boils,
my pulse quickens,
lord i love,
southern fried chicken !!!
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