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Hi, Sweetie. We Didn't Hear You Come In.
Sydney was sitting naked in the
locker room and allowing her
best friend Piper to paint a
portrait before she saw
her fiancé Luke
walk into the
room and let
out a
smile.
locker room and allowing her
best friend Piper to paint a
portrait before she saw
her fiancé Luke
walk into the
room and let
out a
smile.
Published 22nd Mar 2024
Author's Note
The title of this nonet poem happens to be what one person says to a future spouse while doing something for a friend.
All writing remains the property of the author. Don't use it for any purpose without their permission.
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23rd Mar 2024 7:46am
23rd Mar 2024 11:28am
23rd Mar 2024 3:27pm
Hoi hoi
Must there be a reason to walk in through the wrong door?
Maybe - in hindsight - it turns out to be the right door.
I would be willing to risk it!
I love these humerous poems. Nones’s no less.
https://youtu.be/K7zvbp2hbkk?si=uRSGJ9E5RUvNFovD
Great!
Kind regards, Gus
Must there be a reason to walk in through the wrong door?
Maybe - in hindsight - it turns out to be the right door.
I would be willing to risk it!
I love these humerous poems. Nones’s no less.
https://youtu.be/K7zvbp2hbkk?si=uRSGJ9E5RUvNFovD
Great!
Kind regards, Gus
23rd Mar 2024 5:49pm
