Marry Me Poem by Randy Ashby

Marry Me



what is it about this air i breathe,
where I bow down at sight of thee,
whence thrice i bend upon bar'd knee,
and each time you say unto me:
i will not yet nor ever marry ye!

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Danny H 21 August 2009

Im sorry she didnt accept your proposal: (

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