Come Live With Me

Come Live With Me short poem

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How long has our relationship been going strong
Long enough to take that next step wouldn’t
You say, I don’t think it would change anything
Anyhow, so why don’t we playhouse as if we
Were newlyweds, I’m sure it’s a sure bet anyways…
So why don’t you COME LIVE WITH ME and
We can have it all in or out of the money, all we
Need is each other honey and we can have each
Other anytime we damn well please oh so why, why
Don’t you COME LIVE WITH ME…
Who cares what people say, it’s none of their
Business what goes on between us and that
Also goes for our family’s too now that we are of
Age, there’s nothing nobody can say that can
Change our love and I’m sure our love is a sure
Bet so why don’t we take that next step now
Baby and COME AND LIVE WITH ME!

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Bo Lanier is from Chattanooga, Tennessee and has become an established poet with five books to his credit that were published in Canada. He received several achievement awards in creative writing through poetry.com and has recently published two eBooks and one paperback book through Lulu.com. After a nine year hiatus, Bo returned to publishing his poems with a new outlook and fresh ideas. His other talents include singing and songwriting.
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