This lovely girl.

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There she stood

There she stood in front of me,

Tall as a leaning tower of Pisa

Then she swooped down,

To see whether I was sleeping.

She must have found no reactions,

Then she sat down,

With crossed legs,

On her face a frown,

As I opened my eyes casually,

She gave me a smile,

 What was I doing all this while?

She seemed to enquire,

With crossed arms and legs,

Then she smelled,

I wasn’t alone,

From eye contact,

She suddenly fled.

There she then continued to sit,

Casually opposite me,

Once in a way casually,

Still eying,

That I could see.

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  • Walter Holstad on Jun 13, 2009

    asl ; )

    pretty good poem by my estimation

  • 101 on Jun 13, 2009

    NIce visual and read as well L H, your waord paint a magnificent picture!! always,Gary La Buda

  • Darla Cooke on Jun 13, 2009

    Interesting poem.

  • California Dreamer on Jun 13, 2009

    Another nice poem you have written :)

  • dmccusker11 on Jun 14, 2009

    well written piece. i like your work

  • ken bultman on Jun 14, 2009

    What did she smell like?

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