Someday love I will find
But I'm not sure it will bind
And we may have dined
And you seemed kind
So it'll really grind
When you signed
The deed to my wind-
Up toy from my mind
Which you left behind
In a cave deep and mined
So for my love I pined
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Poetry
PoetryA random assortment of rhymes and poems that i make up about life and anything in general.
