Discovery
As I sit here and write,
I think of the fright,
If he discovered my feelings,
If it would send him reeling,
Into this mode,
Without any code,
I wonder if he would become over-joyed
Or just Listen to Pink Floyd?
The fright takes control of my body,
I can’t stop saying Oh My Gody.
If this is how it is Fine
I am just going to go dine!
poem by Samatha Squiers
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