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Poet, they name me, and then ask for a verse:
Especial for someone they hold in their hearts;
Rarely considering my oft empty purse -
Really a wallet, he muttered, self-conscious -
Yet brand stores for blank cards: them they’ll reimburse.

Muted thanks mumbled by even the staunchest
Coolly avoiding the pockets at haunches.
Dubious looks given freely instead
As they wonder how I can walk in their heads;
Incisively dredging soul-secrets to fore.
Dismiss me entirely until they want more. 

Copyright © | Year Posted 2014




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Date: 11/27/2014 11:14:00 AM
Hi Perry! Well expressed emotions! Nice Pen! A 7 for you my dear friend! :) have a great evening! Love and hugs! Xxxx D.
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Perry McDaid
Date: 11/28/2014 5:56:00 AM
Thank you Dorian