THE DANCE

THE DANCE

A Poem by witchestit

 

WAS IT A DANCE OR MAYBE A BALL I FIRST MET MY LOVE SHE LIT UP THE HALL

I WAS BLIND DRUNK SHE WAS COLD SOBER WE FIRST GOT TOGETHER IN MID OCTOBER

FOR TWO YEARS OR MORE WE COHABITATED THEN WE THEN BOOKED A VICAR TO BE LEGALY MATED

ITS BEEN FORTY YEARS NOW SHE HAS BEEN MINE FORTY YEARS MORE WILL DO ME JUST FINE

© 2009 witchestit


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Added on March 10, 2009

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witchestit
witchestit

london, United Kingdom



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