It’s that time again: Chelsea Ann Owens’ Weekly Terrible Poetry Contest. The theme again is love. Utter yayness!

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Sometimes when I miss you bad

and I’m feeling really sad

I hitch a ride and go downtown

to the drugstore.

 

I wander the aisles

until I find, the scent of Brut

so sweet, so fine.

I take a sniff & close my eyes.

 

I remember your lips

the way they feel

so hot and so unreal

I get a sort of contact high

 

Cuz you’ve been sipping Bali Hai.

The magical wine

that’s yours & mine

and makes me feel not shy.

 

I pray to God for me you’ll wait

for the day your friends can’t call me jailbait.

Do you love me, or love me not?

I hope you do because you’re hot.

 

 

SusanWritesPrecise

 

 

 

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