Be my bride
Like Bonnie for Clyde
Chased by the tide
Drowned side by side
Be my wife
My partner in life
Together we strive
Till our deaths arrive
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4 Tanggapan to “FINAL PROPOSAL”
1L is not what Scott Turow can tell.
It is one leap over the throw you give me.
2L is not what hill to drill I can foretell.
It is two leaps over many spills you aim at me.
3L is not what three spots I can retell.
It is three leaps over snaps you do to me.
4L is not what word I want more for spell.
It is four leaps over more hatred you tell me.
5L or more are not leaps I want dwell upon.
There are more than heaps I want we agree upon.