Matt Kindelmann Poet Rhyme

Pretty Girls

This is for all the pretty girls,
with necks choked with ashen pearls,
and pricy shoes on your feet,
and pinned up golden tresses,
and virginal white dresses,
ready to make love complete.

Now when the wedding bells chime,
it will be an ideal time,
to think of the one you tossed.
The one who bled true passion
and whose love he would fashion.
The good one, whose heart was crossed.

And it is for your own sake,
when you taste that angel cake,
to think of the one not chosen.
There's a gem on your finger,
but you know something lingers,
and thoughts of me are frozen

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