Norma-Jeane: Duo-Rhyme
When I was only seventeen,
I met my darling Norma Jeane.
And I, still wet behind the ears,
Emboldened by too many beers,
Approached her and forgot my fears,
Became the envy of my peers -
But knew our love would end in tears.
And after many lonesome years,
I saw her on the silver screen -
And dreamed of how it could have been…
Using Duo-Rhyme, a form by Mary Ports, for Andrea’s Duo-Rhyme contest
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