hey you!
i won't cede if you don't
then run as you will with the legs of a millipede...
i yield - not cede
to find the seed
that would grow in a common ground
in lieu of your hugs
i'll settle for bugs
in the garden that would ensue
of our friendship true
we'll stick like glue
a sticky business, this botanical allusion
and if this garden should grow
i'd still hope in conclusion
any affection we'd be able to show
because we know it's not just flirtation
when crops are in rotation ;)
in a well tilled field
thre fates may reveal
the seduction and pleasure
of mother nature
a satyr may say
"but that isn't my way"
~just consider it, for good measure

(Class Diplopoda, previously also known as Chilognatha)
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i like it
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your turn
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lol
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You are so good with rhyme :)
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and ill equipped with words - go figure...
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yeah :)
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it's your turn again...
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~hugs~
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cool! - we're already past bugs!
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:D