Category : Poems

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You shot out of a canon with a lust to match pride.  The two go well and I forgive because I'm kind.  

I have a downfall also. When it comes to fixing things I need instructions to do, I turn into a glutton and a sloth, in walks you.  

You are a bit a glutton to when it comes to your greed. But when I bat my lashes, you're charitable to me.

Of the two of us I win points for charity and patience. You win diligently most every thing, poor me.

We both tie for humility. You because of poo talk, mine because screw me.

Love ya, Luv