He came to her
With eyes sparkling bright
It was half past two
In the middle of the night
He was grinning wide
From ear to ear
And had a message for her
That was crystal clear
She winked at him
Then went back to sleep
He was left dazed and confused
Yet made not a peep
His mischievous smile faded
As he gave up the go
Accepting the sad truth
That there would be no show
© 2018 Michelle Cook
This is Peter’s side of the story, you can find Petunia’s here.
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The two sides of this story are playful and fun 😍
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Thanks, I had a lot of fun writing these two. There’s always another side to every story. 😉
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I think I’m laughing more at you and Brian then Peter’s misfortune LOL
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When he’s actually here, there’s no way I’m saying no. Lol….
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You go girl!
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😉
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Reblogged this on Alan's Ark and commented:
Poor Peter and Petunia
Be[a]t Pete’s fleet smile faded low
Jaded there could be no show
He would not eclipse
Pet’s sweet tender lips
Proposal not a propos
Alan Grace
20 August 2018
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Thanks for sharing!
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Glad to know my names not Pete…LOL
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Yeah, guess you’re one of the lucky ones. 😉 Lol…
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😉
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I know this person….
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Lol… seems like a lot of people do. 😉
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Been there…
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😉
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