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In For A Penny
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In For A Penny |
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broker6 Member
since 1999-11-07
Posts 132Bellevue, NE, Sarpy |
In For A Penny by ©Richard J. Budig 1997 It’s late when I come home The lights are out The house is quiet And I know in my heart I’ve been out too late Gone way too long But I know she’s here Alone in our bed Huggin’ her pillow And waitin’ for me And as I slip quietly inside I hear an echo in my head Somethin’ she says When she’s about had it with me Well, darlin’, she sighs, In for a penny, In for a pound So I slip into bed quiet as I can Fightin’ back a lump in my throat And wishin’ there was a way I could hold her and make it right And just about then She moves into me spoon fashion Puts her arm around me And whispers in my ear Hey, baby. In for a penny, in for a pound |
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poetFemmeFatale Member Elite
since 1999-07-25
Posts 2646Arkansas |
This made me smile! I think it's because of how lucky you were she even LET you crawl into bed! Most guys would be on the couch, or in the doghouse! hehe Sounds like your woman is quite a loving one! You should make it home a little earlier next time!  ------------------ ~~ Lift your head high - spread your "words" and fly - - poetFemmeFatale |
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FreeByrd Member
since 1999-11-03
Posts 267 |
I am lucky enough to be with a women who handles this as well. Don't loose her. There's only so many pennys in a pound. We've got the spoon thing happening too. Best to you both -RS ------------------ |
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hoot_owl_rn Member Patricius
since 1999-07-05
Posts 10750Glen Hope, PA USA |
Oh, this is beautiful. It speaks so clearly of the forgiving power of love  |
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