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Written by david
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Thursday, 30 November 2006 |
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this is a poem written to Miss Patty Laurel
Good gracious I love patty laurel How can I resist, she does her thing so well I love her smiles, laughs and giggles So cool I chill, so hot I sizzle Those dimples, they’re so lovely Which I can stare at for an hour or two maybe What abut her hair, man oh so fabulous Of course fitting to a lady who’s so gorgeous And wait till you hear her voice so alive and sweet You might see yourself knocked off your feet My mornings won’t be complete without Miss Patty She’s the warmth of morning beams that embrace me Thoughts of her along can sure make me smile Those thoughts stay with me a little while I was born long ago but really never felt so alive Not till I felt her moved me closer to joy deep inside She made my life more wonderful than before With that I can only ask for a little more And that is to move closer and step into her zone So maybe I can hand her this humble poem |
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Last Updated ( Tuesday, 20 February 2007 )
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