The Random Pattern

You stop my heart with rosebud

Lips of old and long-time friendship

And court the wooing from me without

Ever needing a kiss such that it is about time

That send you a now for it and soon to be

Kind of thing called Love-potionous like the strong

Cider they brew ‘ere called Stronghume as in

Douglas Hume Jnr, the General of the Armed Forces on Reserve

Hereabouts and when he hears that I know that

He will hit the roof!

 

Copyright B E Saunders 2016

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