JoeA Poem by Gypsy DreamerThe heart is a very big place...with only a few open doors.
There is this guy I know
at times he is my beau I call him the name of Joe Oh how I love him so. He's tall dark and handsome Mysterious, musical and tanned some he can hold a heart for ransom and sing a song from nothin'. He writes words of wisdom He hums them before done a present he is to everyone he's serious yet full of fun. Yea, there is this guy I know at times he is my beau I call him the name of Joe Oh how I love him so. © 2010 Gypsy Dreamer |
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Added on September 9, 2010Last Updated on September 9, 2010 Author
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