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Be it north, south, east nay west, --I gotcha!
   The arrow points here, not there, --I gotcha!
      All concerns neighborhood--best, --I gotcha!
         And now, --the reason,--I stare, --I gotcha!

Her exceptional story, --I gotcha!
   A tilted moon has fullness, --I gotcha! 
      The bulk of her, some glory, --I gotcha!
         She slides, a moon knows dullness. --I gotcha!

Calibrate her regal stance, --I gotcha!
   Be but one a shoulder leans, --I gotcha!
      Opportune a move to chance, --I gotcha!
         Eyes of a room, gaze her gleams, --I gotcha!

Ah! It's dark, here comes a kiss, --I gotcha!
"OH! Big Bro!" -- "Wassup Lil'Sis?", --I gotcha!

2019 September 12
10 syllables x 14 lines = a perfect 140 syllables

Copyright © | Year Posted 2019

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