A Cheerleading Soliloquy

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The love I have for you is as solid as a prep.

Even a megaphone can't broadcast my love loud enough.

When I see you smiling,

my heart is a basket- toss that reaches the ceiling.

Your wondrous hair is a pom-pom,

never having a dull day.

Eyes that are like cheerleading uniforms,

showing me who you are.

Such greatness is in you that I can't even compete,

even when in an extension bow-and-arrow.

My front- hurdles crumble when you're not here.

You are my limitless love.

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