She came in from the rain
Blown by fate was plain
Watched her untangle
Bag from red umbrella
Your sign says. Hostess wanted
On the spot, I would have bedded
Two years later we were wedded
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Author:
Jerry Reynolds (
Offline) - Published: August 8th, 2023 07:57
- Category: Love
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- Users favorite of this poem: Teddy.15
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Comments3
surely, it was surely meant to be, for sure ... a little cracker Jez .. Neville
Thanks, Neville
Well that's the finest Meet Cute anyone could ever hope for 💓 💓
Thanks, Teddy.
Good write J.
Thanks, Orchi
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