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A Birthday Wish by
Alize Patterson
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love Alize's poems.
They are pure Guy and they succinctly and
delightfully capture the essence
of the man who has smitten and
bewitched us with his charm and wonderful
good looks. Bravo, Alize!
Read on, Guy fans.......................
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| A picture-perfect bodily form |
| which makes us gaze and stare |
| A beautiful, refined specimen, |
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precious and so rare.
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| What is it about that tall, dark man |
| that makes us weary and weak? |
| His great, big smile, his dazzling eyes, |
| his
pants that sneaks a peek.
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| Our roving eyes move up and down, |
| as Guy floats in the room, |
| with shoulders so wide, to hold us close |
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make our hearts go "Boom!"
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| The main explosion that hits us hard, |
| the first time he is viewed |
| can only be explained by oohs and ahhs, |
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ice, both blocked and cubed.
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| From the top of your dark, luscious hair, |
| to the bottom of your shoe, |
| we raise our glasses to toast a wish |
| Happy Birthday to you! |
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