Wood you marry me?
I love you can't you see?
I hope you will agree
So please, please, please,
Marry me...

They say it's no good
Because you're made of wood
For me it's understood
So please, please, please,
Marry me...

Ventriloquist's
Wooden dummy
You give me fits
Please marry me!

Please take my hand
Together we can stand
Our life will be so grand
So please, please, please,
Marry me...

I'll have your back
You by my side
It's just like that
Please be my bride!

Life will be complete
My mouth closed when you speak
Our future bright not bleak
So please, please, please,
Marry me...

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Poetry notes:
01/19/2018

Poetry form: A "Flight of Fancy" Rhyme

I just published this poem today in my book on wattpad.com entitled Footle Fest & Flights of Fancy.  This isn't a footle, but it certainly is a flight of fancy. :)

The Beatles tune I had in mind when I wrote this poem is Love Me Do.

FYI- In case you haven't yet figured it out, the first word "Wood" is an intentional typo.  Can't be too careful, poetry police and all.  Would you like to see my poetic license?  Just sayin'... ;)

This poem is loosely based on And So Died Riabouchinska, broadcast in 1956 as the twentieth episode of the first season of Alfred Hitchcock Presents.  It's based on a Ray Bradbury story, and starred Claude Raines and a young Charles Bronson.  And, of course, we can't forget Riabouchinska.  She's a doll. :)  You can read more about the story at the cult lounge blog. 

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