Unnecessary Puns As She Grasped Another Cupcake
Her eyes are like a cup of tea
Strong, deep an inner feeling
More Earl Grey than Darjeeling
Gee darling, marry me?
She looks towards me, from the deck,
Whence all but she are fleeing
The unbearable lightness of being
With feelings still in check.
Her mouth is like a Bakewell tart
Three bites is two too many
And her smile's from Letterkenny
Cannae let us part ...
I feel for her as in a dream
Where all but she are weeping
And the shadows all are sleeping
Now how mant tears are in between?
Contributors: | fester, cynthia miller, Beefy, Roland, Apsley, (trad?), (trad), Tara Lynch, Ann Conlon. |
Poem finished: | 15th September 2004 by Roland. |