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Don't Play Coy..I'm No Toy

Contributed by norm on Friday, 12th March 2004 @ 10:12:56 AM in AEST
Topic: HumorPoetry



Please don't tell me how you fare, just let every man beware,
You're an independent lady who is filled with savoir faire,
There is no man that you heed, who you'll follow if they lead,
You're a rootin' tootin' cat-breed... with yourself none else to feed.

Let me holler, let me moue, I'll not wait on any queue,
I'm an independent fella, independent just like you.
For no woman will I wait, step right up with bat to plate,
If you don't I'll really hate, I asked you out but you were late.

It's a puzzle, cutie pie, How can either do or die?
If you were a bit compliant, we could gidge and that's no lie.
As it is I'm sure afraid, if in heaven we were made,
I would give to you a jade, but you see our love must fade.




Copyright © norm ... [ 2004-03-12 10:12:56]
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Re: Don't Play Coy..I'm No Toy (User Rating: 1 )
by Stitch on Friday, 12th March 2004 @ 10:20:43 AM AEST
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This one is so touching, Norm. You have to tell me what "gidge" is though. Not familiar with that term.
Stitch


Re: Don't Play Coy..I'm No Toy (User Rating: 0 )
by Former_Member on Friday, 12th March 2004 @ 11:01:33 AM AEST
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This poem I think is neat
And also the author is sweet
When two strong parties meet
Getting along is some feat

Shari


Re: Don't Play Coy..I'm No Toy (User Rating: 1 )
by Putteragain on Friday, 12th March 2004 @ 12:42:37 PM AEST
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yes yes norm
i do agree
no other poet
as good as he
ten you are
upon my list
with your pen
the best of gist


Re: Don't Play Coy..I'm No Toy (User Rating: 1 )
by Kie on Friday, 12th March 2004 @ 01:11:27 PM AEST
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I have to tell ya that the title was sooooooo cute! I smiled the whole time I read this. It was fabulous. It had a "sassy" ring to it and I loved that! Kie


Re: Don't Play Coy..I'm No Toy (User Rating: 0 )
by Former_Member on Friday, 12th March 2004 @ 03:14:23 PM AEST
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Did I hear you say, "Cutie Pie" my eye!
and my foot and several other things.
Sounds pretty Jivey to me do or die?
Pretty Saucy there you ole coot.....loosing and using words like savoir faire.....whopeeeeeee
aren't you the tear??????
Who's playing coy in this poem.....not you
you say......then how bout the toy? lazair faire...you sound like a sexy frenchman Norm
Heaven help us when we read this poem
teehee
consue


Re: Don't Play Coy..I'm No Toy (User Rating: 1 )
by shelby on Friday, 12th March 2004 @ 05:01:35 PM AEST
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as always Norm
your words dance on my heart
always so witty always so smart
michelle


Re: Don't Play Coy..I'm No Toy (User Rating: 1 )
by Former_Member on Friday, 12th March 2004 @ 05:18:13 PM AEST
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Don't play coy,
'cause Norms the boy!

Good form old chap!

wildejohnny.




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