Love Poem: Choice
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Written by: Keith Bickerstaffe

Choice

We suitors were idiots squabbling in line
   till mademoiselle informed us of her choice.
Intoxicating, her bouquet divine,
   like the vintage of a rich full-bodied wine.
Fearful she would not hearken to my voice,
   overjoyed when she consented to be mine!