Naiveties and Nursery Rhymes

Words, poems, rhymes and songs

Tag: love

Love Poem Number Three

You be my razor

I’ll be your face

You be my starting gun

I’ll be your race.

I’ll give¬†you a distance

But my wrinkles may trouble

You can set me going

And shave off my stubble.

Love Poem Number Two

You be my ocean

I’ll be your peach

You be my peach factory

I’ll be your peach

You can sort me and slice me

In the seas, I’ll confide.

I’ll fit into your can

I’ll cushion your tide.

Love Poem Number One

You be my evil mastermind

I’ll be your cat

You by my Ian Botham

I’ll be your bat.

I’ll purr at your plans

And help you hit fours

You can spoil me with linseed

And pamper my paws.