Tuesday, November 6, 2007

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It is November
The fire is over
The air is more crispy
With breezes all whispy

and sweet.

This makes life more lovely
but my dear little dovey
There is something missing
and it has nothing to do with kissing

Your feet.

The sisterly muses
Need desperately to chooses
A place and a time
(That will hopefully rhymn...)

To meet

2 comments:

Lisa Hogan said...

So... are we going to meet this month???

Flowers said...

Shirimasen(I don't know), but We should.