My bumper is thumping happily,
my feet tripping over themselves.
Little molly said she'd marry me,
though we're six and as naive as elves.
The butterfly's they fill my tummy,
my feelings all fuzzy and warm.
Her beautiful eyes make me feel like a dummy,
and her voice it just leaves me forlorn.
I'm so in love, my bumper excited,
I know that we'll last to the end.
she is my sunshine she has me ignited,
it's just me and my advantaged friend.
so here at the end we're so happy together
we hope you enjoyed our short story
Pray you have real fine weather,flying high as bird feathers,
and remember your sixth year old glory.
Author notes
What would make it seem like someone younger wrote it (besides bad spelling)
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Comments
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this is great!!! wonderfully expressed as
a rotten cliché!
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Thats really sweet and slighty weird in an amusing kind of way. My six year old life was so fun filled with ice cream its i wonder i can remember it. And when i was eight and my little friends were six years old they got 'married' it was so funny looking back at it. Really nice reminiscent write. Good Job
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I love this. It made me smile, its so cute. This is just so adorable. I really enjoyed this and am so glad I read it. I think the first stanza is my favorite.
My bumper is thumping happily,
my feet tripping over themselves.
Little molly said she'd marry me,
though we're six and as naive as elves.
I love the naive as elves. Great poem.
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Aww..this is soo cute and adorable--i absolutly love it
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