By B.K.
Date: 2002 Feb 25
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This is Where I Start Yodeling

Sometimes I think
That when we meet
I will be so happy
I will never write
Another love poem
Just sit and smile
With a big mush grin
On my face
That I will forget
All the words
Of sweetest yearning
I will be too busy
Putting them all to use
Trying them all out
Testing one two three
You and me Baby
Stand back now
This is where I start yodeling
(Sigh,oh well)