Monday, September 13, 2004

Chicken Love.

If you haven't guessed,
and if I'm right,
there's something now
within my sight.
It's not my game
but I don't care.
I won't praise your face or hair
although I could
you do draw eyes.
I hope it's not a big surprise
that I think your...
sufficently adequate.
There. I said it.
Now pretend to forget it.

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