Love Poem: That Brown Haired Girl
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Written by: Pat Adams

That Brown Haired Girl

After school on a winter day
The air short of cold, but crisp
He remembered her angelic voice 
With a slight and cute little lisp

Distracted, while peddling his bike
Leaving most thoughts of school behind
There she was, that brown haired girl
That was so much on his mind

He stopped and asked what she said
She said, "I thed, won't you thstop!"
He asked if she would like to ride
And up on his bike she did hop!

When she said, "You're passionate!"
He could have floated through the air
Then she said, "You're passion my house,"
"It wathe that white one back there!"