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Oh Peyton, my debonair beau To the ball with you I'll go. Your poem has made me swoon, And I'm hoping we can take a stroll by the moon. With you in your tails and I in my finest frock, We shall dance until twelve 'o clock. I will gladly tell all the suitors that ask me to dance My dance card is full and with me they have no chance. You see I only have eyes for you And for me no other Yorkie will do. Oh Peyton, my dearest Peyton, whatever will I do To the ball I cannot go without you! All my love, Katie Scarlett |
These posts are GREAT! We're gonna have to change the name of the forum to PoetryTalk! |
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I feel like a fruit!:rolleyes: |
Peyton feels so lucky to go to the ball with the prettiest Yorkie he's ever seen!! :aimeeyork Quote:
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This is such fun. Razzle wants to know ... where are all the dames? lol |
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I usually have so much to say (that is what mom and Teddy tell me) but I am shy when I am in your presence. I will work hard this weekend (in between walkies) to put my feelings into verse. Yours Forever, Maximo |
1 Attachment(s) My kong is red, My tugger is blue, Is there a lovely lady I can woo? Harley's my name and I love to dance, is there a chance I may find romance? |
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~Gwenndilyn Rose |
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Woohoo! And the two f's at the end rhyme beautifully! Music to my ears! ~ EH |
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