You don't know me
but you'd like to
or so you think
maybe bump into me
some night when
I'm drinking
and so are you
play a hand or two
of poker
maybe a game of pool
fool around
maybe stay out
late
I should tell you
my dates
always end up behind the eight ball
your call
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I really enjoyed this, I loved that, for me, the lack of punctuation and the rhymes here and there gave the image of the poem itself rolling along like the eight ball.
Btw Windhover to Christ our Lord? Guess that's blown the cover of my username too..!. Rewarded 6
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hmmmmmmmmm. which eight ball would that be windy? lol! like this bit of anti lonliness seeking......cute!
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