January 18, 2015

 

 

A dove flew by

to tell me,

that you were

doing fine.

 

He said you

loved me still,

and that I

mustn’t pine.

 

A second dove

then joined him,

and whispered

in his ear,

 

saying you’d

sent a PS

that I should

wipe away my tear!

 

 I told the doves

to go back,

and tell you to

take a better view.

 

The tears are

for myself

as I have the

bloomin’ Flu.

 

and they’ll also

have a PS,

when back to you

they swoop.

 

I’m sure you’ve

guessed my message,

with this hint,

of pending poop!

 

You see the 

crux of the matter,

(so hard to deal with,

I find.)

 

is that I can’t

forgive you Darling,

for leaving me

behind!

 

 

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