by Jack Lashbrook
Published on: Sep 23, 2005
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Type: Poetry

Note to Kate
Kate? Kate?
Wait. What rhymes with Kate?
Anyway Kate, I went on a date.
This girl could have lost some weight, Kate.
I told her, "It's never too late", Kate.
She called me a reprobate, Kate.
I took her to the local fete, Kate
We talked & laughed & she ate, Kate.
We went to a gypsy and she told me my fate.
She said as a poet I’d never be great.
Till i thought of a rhyme for invigorate, Kate
Anyway it's getting late, Kate
and I have plans to formulate, mate
dogs to love and spiders to hate
Pillows to cuddle and dolls to inflate.
and I can't think of a rhyme for Kate, Kate.
What?
Your name's Kelly?
Really?
Oh bow licks!


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