
On the bench of my village school
You told me, Jane, ‘you’re beautiful’
You were taking care of me
I was proud of you and me
The other girls were jealous
Every visit of yours made me nervous
I was trying to study
Your image was coming, my dear buddy
You were going to football practice
Your favorite dialogue, ‘Ma’am, I’m at your service ‘
One day a new girl came to school
You were looking at her, like a fool
You rented a heart and didn’t pay the rent,
You ignored the heart signals I sent
It was as If you had never seen a girl
She showed attitude with her curves and curls
You made her the destiny
To fight, I’m not an attorney
You broke my heart into tiny pieces
I don’t like these animal species
Copyright ©️ 2022 Jane Aguiar
⭐💫 May 2023 be a happy and successful year to all of you.💕
Written in response to:
skepticskaddish.com/2022/12/28/w3-prompt-35-weave-written-weekly
Thank you for reading!
Stay Blessed! 💞
in the mood
the right attitude
shattered to rags and tatters
rue undue
you?
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Thank you so much, John!
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impetus to say lay and stay.
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Happy New Year,2023!
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That was an abrupt, hard transition in the middle of the poem, Jane – very effective!
❤
David
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Thank you so very much, David! 😊 Happy New Year, 2023🎉
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I understood, exactly where it was not clear and wrote it clearly. Thank you, David!
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Great take Jane.
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Thank you so much, Sadje!
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You’re most welcome
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💖💖
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Ouch. A love not meant to last, and who needs him anyway?
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Thank you so much,D Avery! 🙂
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May you have an abundantly blissful New Year dear Jane 🤗💞
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Happy new year to you too my friend, Krishna! 🎉🍾👍🏻
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Up in the sky, flying high with my monkey friend
Over the beautiful island of Tahiti we pretend
We used to sit on the bench of my village school
You’d tell me, Jane, ‘you’re beautiful,’ oh so cool
You always took care of me
I was proud to be with you, you see
But then one day a new girl came to school
You looked at her like a fool
You rented out your heart and didn’t pay the rent
Ignored all the signals I sent
It was as if you’d never seen a girl before
With her curves and curls, she showed such attitude and more
You made her your destiny
I’m no lawyer, so I couldn’t fight for me
You broke my heart into tiny pieces
I don’t like these kinds of heartless species
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Ohh! So beautiful change in poetry. Thank you my friend. I’m glad to meet you here 🙂
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Hi, Jane 🙂
This week’s W3, hosted by our beloved Murisopsis, is now live!
Enjoy ❤
~David
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Thank you so much, David! I’ll visit soon.
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*hug!*
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Jane ❤
I just wanna share that this week's W3, hosted by the sweet, lovely Sarah David, is now live:
Enjoy!
~David
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Thanks so much, David! Yes I will visit your blog and try to respond.😊
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*hug*
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Wonderful rhythm.
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Thanks a lot, Bridgette!🙂
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Thank you!
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