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TWO ANGELS
TWO ANGELS
When young, we played sweet doll-house,
in which kids would selves espouse.
I chose Suzan as my girl
as her hair had a nice curl.
It was such a lovely game.
lnstinct made us man and dame.
We were white at heart and pure,
but this game could us allure.
This game could stir us so much,
but l did not her hand touch.
I looked at her curl and eyes,
yet l could my love disguise.
Clean hearts joined us as pure kids,
who shunned what the Lord forbids,
but were so glad, on cloud nine,
two angels of love divine.
BY JOSEPH ZENIEH
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When young, we played sweet doll-house,
in which kids would selves espouse.
I chose Suzan as my girl
as her hair had a nice curl.
It was such a lovely game.
lnstinct made us man and dame.
We were white at heart and pure,
but this game could us allure.
This game could stir us so much,
but l did not her hand touch.
I looked at her curl and eyes,
yet l could my love disguise.
Clean hearts joined us as pure kids,
who shunned what the Lord forbids,
but were so glad, on cloud nine,
two angels of love divine.
BY JOSEPH ZENIEH
____________________________________
Published 1st Feb 2019
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