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WAVE A CARROTStubborn as a mule Danny's fool Waiting in line For sometime To cool What burn's inside Roller coaster ride Where I'm excited Screaming Rarely invited Left creaming All over myself Runs downs my thighs Rapture always cries Hold on, hold out Be good, get clout It's not your world You're just hurled Into it by your heart Keep your small part Sunshine girl, stay serene Be kind, he's not mean Keep singing his song Then it won't be long Until he finds a way To love us both someday A triad of love in poetry That waves a carrot in front of me. 9/1/2002 1011 cj Vote for this poem
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