I'm not the dreaded "Love Bug"!!!!

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Open Poetry #7

I'm not the dreaded "Love Bug"!!!!

LoveBug

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since 2000-01-08

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0 posted 2000-05-05 03:42 PM

"The Love Bug has swept the country"
That's a headline I hate to see
Because this dreaded Love Bug
Is really nothing like me!

I could never bring false hope
To someone seeking kind words or a song
And instead, infect their hard drive
And, worst of all, pass it on

So, my friends, you should know
That I'm not a computer bug
I'm just a beetle-obsessed poet
Who would like to give you a HUG!!!

"We are all in the gutter, but some of us are looking at the stars." -Oscar Wilde

Temptress

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Member Rara Avis

since 1999-06-15

Posts 7136
Mobile, AL

1 posted 2000-05-05 03:46 PM

LOL!

This is just too cute.

I think I'll accept that hug too.

Nothing can deter a poet, for he is actuated by pure love. Who can predict his comings and goings? "Thoreau"

Marge Tindal

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since 1999-11-06

Posts 42384
Florida's Foreverly Shores

2 posted 2000-05-05 03:58 PM

LoveBug~

You're the cutest little LoveBug
we could ever hope to get.
You'd never do anything
that we would regret.

We all love your poetry
and sincerely hope that you,
stay within our hearts
the way a true LoveBug should do.

Love ya'
~*Marge*~

~*The pen of the poet never runs out of ink, as long as we breathe.*~
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LoveBug

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3 posted 2000-05-05 07:10 PM

Temptress and Marge: Thank you so much!

"We are all in the gutter, but some of us are looking at the stars." -Oscar Wilde

Marilyn
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since 1999-09-26

Posts 2621
Ontario, Canada

4 posted 2000-05-05 11:16 PM

This was cute buggie girl.

Thanks for making me smile and believe me I never even thought of you when I heard of this nasty creature...lol.

When you are old and grey and full of sleep,
And nodding by the fire, take down this book,
And slowly read, and dream of the soft look
Your eyes had once, and of their shodows deep;

How many loved your moments of glad grace,
And loved your beauty with love false or true,
But one man loved the pilgrim soul in you,
And loved the sorrows of your changing face...

William Butler Yeats

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