CHRISTMAS CANOODLE
by Paul Curtis She is the object of my desire Hers is the name I sit and doodle Oh how I long to kiss those lips As Sweet as apple strudel I would give every thing I own The whole kit and caboodle To spend one minute in her arms And share a Christmas canoodle I am a fifty something family man with a passion for writing and I draw inspiration from those around me. paul.curtis1956 @ btinternet.com http://www.dreamagic.com/poetry/poetry.html http://www.peculiar-poetry.com/ Article Source: http://www.faithwriters.com |
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