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Position:Home>Poetry> Comments,poem - love is blind ?Question:? She was never quite a swan She wore funny looking Coke bottle glasses Had heavy eye brows Smoked Cuban cigars Lived in Berlin Parked her friendly crocodile Outside staring at everyone so friendly & meek Drank with the blokes Told ditty yarns To keep those guys in the bar In stitches Spoke with a thick Irish accent She was never quite a swan She drove them dogs outside town Fallin” over themselves with panic & frost jumping into vans on the run In our peaceful loving neighbourhood To cover they’re ears When she songs Sea shanty songs At around midnight Of pirates and peace She was never quite a swan Tiptoe around her If you bump into her At night She’s really a songbird a sweet heart that’s smart who wishes you wore a cowboy hat & coke bottles too you’d both turn heads boosting your ego’s turning love into tabloids by afternoon then you find yourself in love another myopic story you’ll say nice guys finish first Best Answer - Chosen by Asker: ? She was never quite a swan She wore funny looking Coke bottle glasses Had heavy eye brows Smoked Cuban cigars Lived in Berlin Parked her friendly crocodile Outside staring at everyone so friendly & meek Drank with the blokes Told ditty yarns To keep those guys in the bar In stitches Spoke with a thick Irish accent She was never quite a swan She drove them dogs outside town Fallin” over themselves with panic & frost jumping into vans on the run In our peaceful loving neighbourhood To cover they’re ears When she songs Sea shanty songs At around midnight Of pirates and peace She was never quite a swan Tiptoe around her If you bump into her At night She’s really a songbird a sweet heart that’s smart who wishes you wore a cowboy hat & coke bottles too you’d both turn heads boosting your ego’s turning love into tabloids by afternoon then you find yourself in love another myopic story you’ll say nice guys finish first It's interesting. I can get a weird picture a of a strange woman with a five o'clock shadow, ha! good poem. |