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Poem for Contest : Line Count 11 |
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He Brings Me No Flowers Line Count 11 He brings me no flowers, yet does the yard work He cleans my car - it's a nice perk Yet there's not a romantic bone in his body... He brings me my tea in the morning He cooks gluten free in the evening Yet there's not a romantic bone in his body... He wants to rush me to the hospital when something's wrong When the kids are hurting he helps and stays strong Yet there's not a romantic bone in his body... Damn him! I wish he had a romantic bone in his body...he-he.
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