Love Poem: A Day In the Middle of Ever
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Written by: Charles Hice

A Day In the Middle of Ever

A Day In The Middle Of Ever(a summer day) 

Eating and smacking her female lips, 
enjoying her food 
it will ever be no sin, 
thinking of poorme what does he have, 
oh i should not even be enjoying this 
my  oh my there are people like me 
who have so much less 
i have my kiss embroidered so neat 
i carry it on a kerchief with me 
i place it to lips that eat meat as well 
just as much and as many as ewe 
thinking of poorme 
she tells me sometimes it is true 
thinking of poorme is her job 
she is no snob 
Parme does not rhyme with erline.