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by Scott Cole Jul 30, 2015 category : Life, society / inspirational
By this time of the day She's wore out and tired, Such her old feeble self That's ready to expire. With signs of slowing down That's within an ears shout, For I know all of her ways What the girl is all about. For earlier in the day She had much younger hands, And such a temper to die for But still hard to understand. In such a forward fashion She lets herself be known, By visiting around the room She hates to be left alone. Just let her get a small wiff Of what is still to come, And remember it's only her If any pushing does get done. Just let her blaze a trail Or stur up a little dust, Still I never figured it out Why she's in such a rush. Go on blow another leaf Pop one more little bubble, If you come with any attitude Then your asking for trouble. For your invisible to some But I can sense you well, And how you touch my face That is exactly how I tell. Are you looking for a steady A steady relationship for you, Then don't you dare look me up Cause your always on the move.