His anticipation of dissipation.
There will be wine
With a girl divine.
Just his type.
And she may stay
For the night.
He sends her train fair.
“I’m on my way”
Her Watsap will say.
He goes to buy wine.
While she smiles
And remains online.
His anticipation of dissipation.
There will be wine
With a girl divine.
Just his type.
And she may stay
For the night.
He sends her train fair.
“I’m on my way”
Her Watsap will say.
He goes to buy wine.
While she smiles
And remains online.
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Many thanks for sharing, Michael. Kevin
The truth of life. Love it, Kevin! I hope you will enjoy a great weekend! xx Michael
Indeed, such things are commonplace, Michael. I’m delighted you enjoyed reading my poem. You too, have a lovely Sunday. All the best. Kevin