Togetherforaweek©️2023TonyFallon0815
On the first Friday of the month, you appeared.
My heart began to race, and I felt weird.
I felt my face turn warm so I must have blushed.
I'm not sure what I said I am sure I gushed.
I had to recover quickly and behave correct.
If I messed this up,I would have no self-respect.
You talked so openly with me no way snooty.
Only once before had I seen such pure beauty
If you had make-up on it was very discreet
I would have to consign you to the most elite.
Though I had worked all day I forgot fatigue
As I talked, I know it was not in my league.
Over many subjects you led the merry way
Like a ballerina in an oral ballet
We stretched each other's patience with dumb wit.
But when it came to puns it was time to quit
I never shall forget those moments that were ours
You said you never had enjoyed such happy hours.
A glorious week of which there was no equal
This September there may well be a great sequel.
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