Lars Peterson: Poet Extraördinaíre.
Apples and Cherries
by: Lars Peterson
Like apples and cherries,
and things good in pies,
I adore Thea, and her
beautiful eyes.
She graces my presence
with hers, and I smile.
I think I'll hang on to
her for a while.
When Im without her,
I wish she were here.
I'd rub on her back,
and nibble her ears.
She thinks that she's crazy,
I think that she's cute.
I like to grab her
little petoot.
She thinks that I'm dirty,
I think that she's hot.
She likes to smoke
bunches of pot.
Ten years younger than me is she,
and she's also into astrology.
Aquarius and Libra, it's easy to see
that Theadora is made for me.
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