Charlie O'Shea
spent part of each day
observing commuters, getting carried away
driven to ride
he secretly eyed
the subway's assortment of stylish pride
along one such line
a diva divine
compelled him to say, "Oh my God she is fine!"
but he quickly hushed
and brilliantly blushed
then a stuttering stream of apologies gushed
for right next to him
and looking quite grim
was the person betrothed to his lecherous whim.
Are You Reading Me?
2 comments:
just appreciating God's art eh? lol
That Charlie has a lot to learn ;^)
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