Richard D Seal
There once was a man named SEAL
Whose posts made Orchid just squeal
He’d tease and cajole
For he had no soul
But still, he had an appeal
He gave her many a name
Pushed buttons and felt no shame
She’d give him a slap
He’d give her a clap
The poets laughed at their game
His visits brightened her day
He always knew what to say
He’d make her smile bright
Right after each fight
Then chase her worries away
R Seal, here’s looking at you
If Nell will let you get through
Come leave me a post
Or you will be toast
I’ll feed you my Orchid brew!
Eileen Manassian Ghali
Copyright © Eileen Manassian | Year Posted 2013
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