AK (04 06 1987 / Bath UK)

Oh, Oh, You Will Be Sorry

Oh, oh, you will be sorry for that word!
Give me back my book and take my kiss instead.
Was it my enemy or my friend I heard,
"What a big book for such a little head!"
Come, I will show you now my newest hat,
And you may watch me purse my mouth and prink!
Oh, I shall love you still, and all of that.
I never again shall tell you what I think.
I shall be sweet and crafty, soft and sly;
You will not catch me reading any more:
I shall be called a wife to pattern by;
And some day when you knock and push the door,
Some sane day, not too bright and not too stormy,
I shall be gone, and you may whistle for me.

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Comments (2)

Hey, I agree with Ronald. The sun may not be shining right now - but it's there. Maybe you're just looking in the wrong places. Smile, because there's always tomorrow.
look deep within yourself.. and rediscover yourself. i'm hopin' one day yourpoems will begin to smile... a little sunshine. on days, i'm not feelin' tooo good. help me out. write me poem filled with sunshine. a poet should be able to write about a lot of things. help me out.