Trevor Mcleod Poet Quatrain

Loni Anderson

For Loni Anderson her precious hi!
A sense Herb smiles inside for sigh
And then to speak to caller live
And crush his hopes informed for rive
And know his name as any fool
A customer, a dignatory, a Right of Yule
To be the play a Jennifer Love
And that for saying "Goodbye" for of
A chance to be the cooler man
Impressed by Jenny and left for fan
To be her duel, a better man
And Herb for effort, shrink back for can
And see her right - receptionist
To be to carry elrectionist
Of all she worries her uptight men
Not worthy looks but what they crein
To be the workers a woman wants
But not on phone, too long means braints
And to be simple not want to her
But what the heck - pass by for tour
And keep her happy for loving spell
To say she's beauty and no due tell


Quatrain Poem by Trevor McLeod

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