i see him everyday
he is old and kind
i lose my bold and mind
anytime he comes round.
he could be my grandpa
he could be my papa
i know its rude to stare
but have you seen his hair?
i can't lie, i wanna hide
he's a distinguished old man
with lots of papers to his name
but, goodness, his mane!
I know i shouldn't
but he... i...
his name is weird beard
its rude but if you saw him,
i'd be justified
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Poetry by Ynab
RomancePoetry by Ynab ♡♥♡♥·♥♡♥·♥♡·♡·♡♥·♥♡♥·♥♡♥♡ Hi, I am Ynabeesa. Ynab to be exact. I have always loved writing, and poetry... well, its an extension of my music and what i write. I know that most people do not like poetry. However, here is something easy...
