inspired by Paula’s Thursday Inspo #88, where she prompts with this image:.
It was New Year’s Eve,
And I could not believe.
This beauty in front of my eyrs,
Having zero regard,
I thought long and thought hard,
For some plan to cross paths must devise.
Having overcome nerves,
Summoned all my reserves,
Could not stop ’til success I had tasted,
She looked up and down,
And then started to frown,
And said “sorry, my dear, but you’re wasted
Mister Bump 
Not so many times, but enough I should be embarrassed. Swell write.
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Funny poem. I also like the cartoon of Mrs Bump accompanying it!
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I wish…
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😂😂😂
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