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The List

Toss it away
Forgotten
Until garbage day
When panic
Reminds
Of a desperate
Need for
What was
Written
Within the folds
Of the crumpled
Up list
Of memories
Where
Can it be
Here
Beneath the
Used Kleenex
And ketchup
Soaked napkins
That slide
Across my
Forearm
As I pull
My treasure
From this
Mangled
Heap of slop
And carefully
Attempt
To smooth it
Flat again

You say you’re not Shakespeare?

Rosy is red
Shiny is blue
Sweet is my love
When looking at you

Using the rhyme
Everyone knows
Mix it match it
Your love it will show

Try it tonight
Love’s all you need
You I so cherish
So common indeed

But ears to heart
Hear your sweet song
Like X’s and O’s
She’ll sing right along

Gift in a verse
Easy as this
Take my advice
It surely won’t miss