Walking your street
I'm in trouble
Passing your house
Feelings double.

Lest I be spied
By your mother
Or God forbid
By your brother.

That might really
Burst my bubble
They might see my
Beard a-stubble.

You thought I had
Found another
That's a whole
Story other.

Just one more
Time I stumbled
Just one more
Pass I fumbled.
© 2004 by Michael J. Farrand

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