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Fool, I Loves You
Ace Kale
Can't you see stupid?
I Love you.
Every time I come into the grocery store,
I see you stacking crates of eggs,
With your shaven head and your cheap key chains,
And I stop in my tracks,
Then life is like a swirling haze.
You know what's on my mind.
What rhymes with shade?
Take me for a ride,
In your Impala of steel,
While we listen to Gloria Estefan,
On a one trip meal,
Take me to the mountain
Daze my mind.
Fool, I loves you
Make you mine.
Ace Kale has published 2 more terrible poems since joining on 30/11/99. Read more of Ace's terrible poetry at the anthology. Here are three of Ace's latest works: