Friday, 29 January 2021

I hope I did not frighten you, with my bad haircut, here's a Valentine Poem ready to use

 I hope I did not frighten you, with my bad haircut

I did it myself with the scissors 

If you saw the back of my head you would have laughed more

Yes I look like a bouncer

But my hair grows really fast, and lockdown came before

I could get to the barber again

So I did it myself

As Valentines is coming


Here is a poem, copy it out in your best hand writing

On quality coloured paper

Then Pretend  you wrote it

Any resulting babies can be called Michael or Michaela 

YOU HAVE BEEN WARNED

The power of the pen, will result in babies



      Michael Casey, email michaelgcasey@hotmail.com 

 

 

              You're Never Alone When You Are in Love ©

 

 

                               By

 

     

                         Michael Casey

 

       Love is being together , Love is a smile , a Look , A Touch

 

       Or Just A Sigh , Not really knowing why you chose one another .

 

       Yet Together Till You Die

 

      

       Love is a Kiss soft and gentle on the cheek which warms your

 

       heart and makes you glad you chose one another .

 

       A Kiss can lead to more but I'll leave Passion locked Safely

 

       behind a bedroom door

 

       Passion spent you'll not give up each not even for Lent .

 

       You'll just lie in warm embrace and remember you forgot to say

 

       grace .

 

       Whispers and Promises are made , plans for the future and if

 

      she put her hair this way , Do you think it would suit her ?

 

      Then giggles and more embraces ,  Till the Night is over and with 

 

      a dig in the ribs you make him move over .

 

      Then your oneness complete , you have to put up with his cold feet !

 

      But when you are apart your hearts are still one ,

 

     Thought half is  absent you are still one .

 

      His socks under the bed , and after what you said .

 

      His  "toys" scattered about ,  and the clout you'll  give  when  he

 

      returns and the warmth of your body he yearns .

 

      His cold feet to chill you after he thrills you , are absent yet the

 

      thought makes you smile , at least you have the comfort for  a while.

 

      His grins and leers ,  which makes you smile at least  you'll  have

 

      peace for a while .

 

      But his heart is still with you , the love is always there - as

 

      bright as your fair hair .

 

      Close your eyes and he is still there ,  Remember the embrace as 

 

      he played his fingers across your face .

 

      Let your dreams go and remember the whispers in your ear, warm

 

      kisses on your shoulder before he gets bolder . The warmth of love

 

      that soars through your blood .

 

      Dream long , Dream deep , your Man toils while you sleep, though

 

      you are apart you are still together whatever the weather , for you

 

      are never apart for he is  locked in your heart .

 

      Though sometimes he can be trying , there's Never any need of

  

      crying for your love is Undying.

 

      Always remember he fills your heart even when you are apart

 

 

                        End

 

 ******

Ok everybody you can cut and paste this and Translate into your own  Language

                           

 











 

 


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