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PARODY OF ANDREW MARVEL'S POEM TO HIS COY MISTRESS

Parody of Andrew Marvell's "to his coy mistress"
We have no time to waste 
Dear in Love let's make haste
I haven't time to praise your locks 
For my boss at my back stalks
And for sheer platonic relation 
Internet erotic sites I can't shun
And I have dates waiting in queue
If you dither
I will select any in lieu of you 
My glabruous love should grow
like your painfully maintained eyebrow
And yonder before us lie
A chimney-tarnished sky
Before air pollution retards our respiration
Let our breath mingle each other in unison








      
    
  
 
   

 
 

Copyright © | Year Posted 2007




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