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Out from the closet will come that pedestal.
The dusty one, behind those old boxes of something or other.

I would try to impress her every day,
With my daring, my smarts and my real funny way.
To make her laugh, she will see,
Is a task I would take oh so seriously.

I would find so many ways to make sure she knows,
What a big deal she is, way bigger than the Starry Night of Van Gogh.

I would love her, when cuz I’m a jerk, her reasons for me fade and blur,
Then excite in the moment, when I make up with her.

I would love her when she cries for no reason,
No worries my love, we’ll blame it on this so dreadful whatever Season.

I wouldn’t even mind when she claims the remote,
And makes me watch girlie movies, of course with no vote.

Her wit would duel mine, and her win’s a guarantee,
But could she really ever explain why, she loves this guy called me?

Just saying.
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What Would I do with a Woman Who Loved Me?
Date: Tuesday, 7th January 2014 @ 06:04:08 AM AEST
Topic: Sad Poetry

Contributed By: JackM
What would I do with a woman who loved me?

Out from the closet will come that pedestal.
The dusty one, behind those old boxes of something or other.

I would try to impress her every day,
With my daring, my smarts and my real funny way.
To make her laugh, she will see,
Is a task I would take oh so seriously.

I would find so many ways to make sure she knows,
What a big deal she is, way bigger than the Starry Night of Van Gogh.

I would love her, when cuz I’m a jerk, her reasons for me fade and blur,
Then excite in the moment, when I make up with her.

I would love her when she cries for no reason,
No worries my love, we’ll blame it on this so dreadful whatever Season.

I wouldn’t even mind when she claims the remote,
And makes me watch girlie movies, of course with no vote.

Her wit would duel mine, and her win’s a guarantee,
But could she really ever explain why, she loves this guy called me?

Just saying.


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