Monday, 7 November 2011

21st October 2003

How ravishing you looked today,
O you without a rival,
From all that I have seen,
O future beauty queen of the world.

If soon you had to go
I just wanted you to know
That there's a part of me
That wanted not to lose a gal like thee.

Lunchtime was too short
For something of this sort
So in a little hurry hence was I
And kindly do excuse me
If I've no right to tell thee
That I don't ever wanna say good-bye.

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