Saviodsilva


Gideon Werds
Poem

A Salty Dilemma

Mary said, The fleet's in town
You needn't tell me twice.
The boys are pounding on my door.
Asking me my price.
I'm holding out for Wedding Bells
Though I'll kiss them once or twice.
I can't help if I make it hard on them.
Just 'cause, I'm NAUTICAL but NICE.

Gideon Werds


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