Papermate
We lived in the different era of the genius
I wrote some of the context clues
You draft some benevolent don't and do's
As we believe in acccentuating formal thoughts
Your smart mouth and my pen
So much more alike when love is between
The author is us every now and then,
Scribbled words of wits it seems.
If I could narrate our story
It has rhyme and hyperbole
Like Ron and Hermione
In the seven books of Hp
You lift me up from my downfall
Now looking close to you and all
I am happy and I sore
As I gazed on a tree and there standing tall.
Copyright © Amor Otong | Year Posted 2015
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