Nadalia Bagratuni (12/25/1975 / Armenia)
Ode To Shannon Steele
I'm a professor by day,
A detective by night,
I teach education and listen to what my student's say,
However, try as I might,
I must confess,
I'm not as careful as the rest.
On my way to get married,
I'm almost killed,
Thrown in a closet and left for dead.
That's not way to treat a man about to be wed!
Then on my wedding day,
I find out that my honeymoon takes place,
Before I was born!
How is that possible?
I wondered in my head,
While all the time I’m dodging the Nazi's running around my bed.
Now all of this may sound odd to you,
But you too can learn by buying book two.
The Catered Affair, it's a good read,
It's the type that all of you will need.
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