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Post by Randacello (MirandaRae) on Apr 17, 2003 20:05:18 GMT -5
Let me scribble down a verse In which a rose's fragrant beauty Withers next to yours.
Let me string together couplets In which the sweetest sugar Turns sour next to your lips.
Let me craft a sonnet In which Bach's finest works Sound dissonant when you speak.
Let me woo you With poetic seduction So we can write our future together.
Copyright 11/2/01 by Miranda Rae (For my Andy)
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Post by Ken Corbett on Apr 22, 2003 14:36:57 GMT -5
Very nice, Miranda. Does this mean we can expect this masterpiece poem any day now? You can do it, I know.
Ken
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Post by Randacello (MirandaRae) on Apr 22, 2003 15:57:36 GMT -5
Thank you for the encouragement, Ken. You made me smile. Miranda
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