Allan Terry Poet Bio

Crooner at the Repossium

Not cause it's dump
Not cause it's stupid
It pointless and loveless
Blame it on Cupid
It ain't centered
It lacks sentiment
Get what I am saying
Even if it's not want I meant

Theres ah new way of loving
The one you thinkin of and
See what you are saying
And we aren't playing
E'ry one knows it's us
You and I
Love and lust
Ooh be-doo-bee auh ooh!

Let you kiss me when you see me
We can doo- dottil around
You be the serious one
Let me be the clown

Next time we meet
We'll spent precious time
Together
What ever it is
Whatever the weather

Pling told  Pling , plung, plung
The strings were tense
And strung
The words were reversed
What came next was
Put first
Love was I am singing
Love the joy this sound
Is bringing!

♡Like0

Share Poem

---

Post Comments

Poetrysoup is an environment of encouragement and growth so only provide specific positive comments that indicate what you appreciate about the poem. Negative comments will result your account being banned.

Please Login to post a comment