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Give Me A Map
Give me a map and money for gas,
My keys are burning a hole.
I can't wait much longer to go pick him up.
This house is so empty and cold!
I'd airfreight myself for one little hug,
From the man who's so precious, so sweet.
There's no help to shorten the date for this trip,
But waiting is sure killing me!
What a fun poem....captures the excitement....the exhilaration...the longing. And in a fun way. I liked it a lot.
kris