HerA Poem by nk36n37eJust a love poem I made one day. It was difficult, most poetry that I write is either depressing or really meaningful sooo I gave it a shot. Enjoy!There’s murder, there’s slaughter, kids with poison water. Sadness where there should be joy, Hateful reasons to destroy. But there’s her, My one true chauffeur, Sweet like homemade candy. Perfect, blessed, and dandy. She’s hand-made, pan fried, sun dried, Southside, high tide, beats others by a landslide. But best of all she laughs and she smiles, A cute, shy smile, seen by others for miles Even with the tyranny The evil and the villainy She can sing like a symphony Piece together like a symmetry She doesn’t weep or cry The rain is like her ally Doesn’t wonder why I dwell She just pulls me out of hell Say’s listen to the punchline There’s bird-song and sunshine Yeah I got something right, Someone special, someone bright. I know that she loves me, she could never defer. Where ever I am, I’ll never forget Her
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