My Childhood Poem 17 Poem by soulful heart

William is my name
I am in love with a dame.
She is like a fairy
But I am so hairy.
Her eyes so sparkled
My skin so wrinkled.
Her gait so elegant
Mine so malignant.
Her lips as red
As my flowing blood.

I know I am so ugly
But I like her humbly
Everything in her
Makes my love prosper
But alas I can't express
My aiching stress.
Oh! I treasure her
As delicate feather.

Yes, I know
I won' t get the girl as snow.
But I live on hope
So I am able to cope
O God bless me
Or I, ll be in the sea.'



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