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Details | Alliteration |

Infra Redhead



Invisible flames
emanate from your flowing mane
Flecks of fiery freckled specks
radiate from your glowing face
Your ruby heart wears a crimson crown
that completely, queenly captivates me
I’m forever your faithful knight,
whose armor reflects the auburn light
burning bright from your halo hair
	Infra Redhead ... 
unseen waves of attraction
caused me to be led
to your scarlet soul fortress
And the invisible flames
emanating from your flowing mane
totally transfixed my terreted mind
	Infra Redhead ... 
I feel oscillating passion heat increasing
whenever I utter your name
Unseen waves of desire
attracts me to you like a moth to the flame
You’re an untamed filly Mustang
with a fiery red flowing mane
Unfettered ruddy heart 
roaming the wild, rocky terrain — 
you chose to let me calm your restless spirit
on a peaceful, elevated Peruvian plain 
	Infra Redhead ...
raised my hopeless heart from the dead
with a dawning love daily resurrected

Details | Rhyme |

Redhead

I saw a woman with red hair,
who left me caught in quite the stare.
While she ran her fingers through that red hair,
while she was just standing there.

That red haired woman standing there,
who ran her fingers through that red hair.
That red haired woman she drove me wild,
when she flashed that devilish smile.

That woman with red hair,
her gaze stripped me, left me bare.
That woman with red hair I made her mine.
And so together, we spent our time.

That red haired woman, how she made me feel inside.
Everytime I saw her, I felt I had just died.
That red haired woman, she was a heaven to me.
She could fill any that was empty. 

That woman with red hair, she could not be tamed.
Her flowing essence, would never drain.
That woman with red hair, a free spirit of her own.
The greatest thing, I have ever known.

That red haired woman, who always got her way.
So to her, belonged each day.
That red haired woman, who had me trained.
and so soon, I was the one who was chained. 

That woman with red hair, who was head to toe insane.
And had to cause so, way to much pain.
That woman with red hair, with whom I came to a bad end.
In a heartbeat, I'd do it all again.
Details | Carpe Diem |

seven tuh chooze fromg

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                                            yessss
                                    'twere        uv'em
                                              eight
                                         thuh eighth
                                          she   mom
                                                be
                                   and tom 'tiz daddy
                                         leave'n mom
                                          out uv thuh
                                             chooze 
                                          thuh old'er
                                   i think'd the astute
                                        yet           hard
                                             edvard
                                        think'd 'bout it
                                             i'll take (i mean'd edvard)
                                    thuh two redhead 
                                             pussiez 
                             they were thuh sprightliest 
                                            oh     annnd
                                               yeah
                                               they'er pretty pussiez
                                                                             phat     redheadz
                                                                                    65%
                                                                                    calicoez

                                                                                          whut
                                                                                            <]')
                                                                                       





*this iz mine "crown dip"
  intro coming presently 
  much love ')
Details | Rhyme |

If Hair Color Matters

Super stud 
Enjoyed life with many lovely buds 
Watched the angry surf 
Feeling the need to protect his turf 
When all of a sudden Ma Bell did ring 
And his dear old friend Win was searching for something 
“I am curious to know 
Who is going to choose you to be their beau?” 
Since Win was a gaming God 
He wanted to create a teaser odd 
Brunette was three to one 
Blonde feelings were “I want a family and a son” 
As for the red head she did not care 
Presenting a fiery glow and flair 
Only interested in a daring flaming affair 
Using an ear piece the All American idol did listen 
To the statement that was Win’s mission 
“True my blonde friends are looking to put baked goods in the oven 
While the redheads are steaming hot luring and loving 
As for the brunettes are favorites you see 
Smart and silky studying for a degree” 
Taking the opinions he did post 
Information that could make the seductive star Sunday roast 
Win put in for the dinner host 
A situation to brag and boast 
Given a certain wine 
None of them wanted to decline 
Hearing the player give them a charming time 
When the enchanting courses came to an end 
Win waited around to see who the knight’s chivalry would defend 
“So is it going to be?”
“The Redhead, a Brunette or Blondie,” 
Win asked sipping his tea 
“I have many friends having different hair colors 
Only one can be my true lover 
Letting you cover 
About hair 
If I can share 
She can lie 
By using colored dye 
A single drop 
In her crop 
During the time she gets her chop chop 
Making me choose 
Someone will loose 
Starting to accuse 
Allowing me to refuse 
This gambling muse 
That is why I embrace them all 
the proper call”
Hearing this 
Win cleaned his own dish 
Washing a pounding fist 
Wanting closure to the bachelor’s list 
Knowing it was a tactical stall 
Forcing Win to work the girls’ figures from receipt’s dated ‘the mall’ 
“I must go and adjust my little black book 
Add in the ingredient ‘does she cook?” 
Headed for the door 
Win noting the early morning mathematical chore 
There are many factors that make the relationship team 
Most being ‘saying what you mean’ 
It is not what comes inside the head 
Determining the criteria reasons to be wed 
When it is time to sign 
On the life partner dotted line 
Do not depend on a good looking shrine 
Or where to dine 
Use the heart 
When casting the part 
For if the image fits 
There is success in the matrimony kit 
Just make sure she never met good friend Win 
Or she will cash the betting tickets claiming next of kin
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