Too in love he was; he couldn’t talk,
Instead he would wait, sit and stalk.
Suddenly an idea; write her a love verse!
Which he would then masterfully slip into her purse.
Waiting one day for her to pass by,
He went too soon and got smacked in the eye.
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To my fans, this is my promise to you. A promise to help get this day into hindsight’s view. Something to make you smile. Something to entertain for a while. I hereby declare to use my skills to display - A new and creative short-story, for your pleasure, every single day!
© 2009 Ryan Brammen. All Rights Reserved.
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