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My man is a big puppet

He stands in a few distance, His winning frame charms my eyes: Lanky shape with flat tommy, A broad chest seems full with brawn, A dark spectacle that wins, His hair style lauds his barber; Today I have met my dream; I will not let him slip off, Now I will hunt my sweet one: So I flirt and blink my eyes , No I have not done enough; I wave to hunt my target, My wave still misses his heart; I cat walk and wind my waist, Still my love will never yield, I move to love of my heart; Hello,I pat him in shoulder, The guy falls flat on the floor, In pain I ganash my teeth: My man is a big puppet. Heptameter. 26th Dec,2014.

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Date: 12/26/2014 5:33:00 AM
great write Kayod5 good luck in the contest:-) Hugs jan xxx
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Date: 12/26/2014 5:52:00 AM
Thank you Jan...huggs
Date: 12/26/2014 2:46:00 AM
A real puppet,nice one dear poet Kayode. -Safa
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Date: 12/26/2014 2:56:00 AM
Thanks Safa...huggs