She is foxy
Forever and ever
She is foxy, she is clever
Where did these two lines come from?
My mind echoes like an empty drum!
This poem reflects the valley of my thoughts
I’m confused about my pandering thoughts
In the valley of my imaginations
Or is it the valley of my hallucinations?
She ditched me on Valentine’s night
When I exposed my true light
She wants a bad boy with luring hooks
I am an honest man with average looks
And how should this poem end?
Like wounds that never mend
I wander who will read my sour lines?
Like wilting grapes on deserted vines
Even in this chaos of disharmony
I seek symmetry and harmony
Fifteen verses plus one should suffice
This last verse I managed to splice!
Copyright Leaking Pen 2012
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