I met a young lady named Malorie
Whose paintings hang in my local gallery.
Whilst admiring her nude
She called me rude,
So I returned to my local gallery …
I met a young lady named Malorie
Whose paintings hang in my local gallery.
Whilst admiring her nude
She called me rude,
So I returned to my local gallery …
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Many thanks for the kind share, Michael. All the best. Kevin
😉 xx Michael
I’m really pleased you like this poem of mine, Michael. All the best. Kevin