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I think its time for me to do

The right thing and talk to you

I dont know how this will go

But I bet it will flow

I think I can get the guts

To say some thing instead of being a clutz

I know that I have you wondering

But I think I’ll find my heart thundering

If this sounds like I’ve fallen in love

Dont worry it’s like a dove

If that made no sense

Then try this for 50 pence

Ha I talk in ryme

And I dont even know if you’ll give me the time

To say a word or here me out

All I know is that this will soon come about

There is no love in what I write

Only a poets love of the sight

Of when a piece has turned out well

And sounds like the ringing of a bell

So what do you think of the poems I write

Am I a fool or do I have a fight

I’d hate to think I write in vain

When in fact I was driving you insane

I have no intention to make you think

That I am like a sink

Sending out things that are poetic to me

But are in fact like the sting of a bee

This may or may not be

The final poem I write to thee

For if all goes well

And I have the strength of a cell

Then either I’ll be saying these in your ear

Or writing them while drunk from beer

That last bit was a little odd

But I mean it to be true for I feel like a cod

If you have anything to say

Tell me when I deliver this today


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