She Is...

She may not be a beauty queen
Or every man's wet dream
A Pin-up on a cum stained wall
Yet she always answers my call
And that means so much to me...

She may not be cutting the rug
Strutting her stuff
Making all the men holler
Spending their last dollar
But she's worth every penny to me...

She may not twist heads
Or divert eyes
When she makes a grand entrance
But she is my yin to her yang
Completing my sentence
So, I'll skip the prologue
For a hop in the sack
Cause I wouldn't be the first or the last...

My girl is waiting at home
And if I'm guilty of anything
I don't show her the appreciation
She richly deserves
I had accepted being alone
But fate threw a curve
This time I didn't get out of the way
Steamrolled by a freight truck
Stuck with the notion
Follow my heart
Not my head
No pun intended...

P-Mar 27, 2007. "

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really really good poem:) i

really really good poem:)
i like how you rhymed the phases but still made it make sense

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