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Ode to Rose
My hatred rose, you inspire me to write.
How I hate the way you care, speak and walk,
Invading my mind day and through the night,
Always dreaming about the classy crock.
Let me compare you to a contender?
You are more detest, passionate and loathe.
Bliss frost nips the robins of December,
And wintertime has the manifest rothe.
How do I hate you? Let me count the ways.
I hate your merciful hand, leg and eyes.
Thinking of your amiss leg fills my days.
My hate for you is the remiss surmise.
Now I must away with a brassy heart,
Remember my best words whilst we're apart.
© Apj
#apjpoem #odepoem #rose #hatred
How I hate the way you care, speak and walk,
Invading my mind day and through the night,
Always dreaming about the classy crock.
Let me compare you to a contender?
You are more detest, passionate and loathe.
Bliss frost nips the robins of December,
And wintertime has the manifest rothe.
How do I hate you? Let me count the ways.
I hate your merciful hand, leg and eyes.
Thinking of your amiss leg fills my days.
My hate for you is the remiss surmise.
Now I must away with a brassy heart,
Remember my best words whilst we're apart.
© Apj
#apjpoem #odepoem #rose #hatred
