I'm desperate to win Doris back - that Inspector Jack Daw keeps hanging about, bringing her flowers and boxes of chocs (which she wouldn't share with me, the meanie.) So I was inspired by Lexica's rap to write a poem. Poetry always gets women all slushy.
I made a start but then got stuck. Rhyming stuff is really hard - I reckon the poem needs some more work doing on it - it's too short.
'Arry Alsatian said he didn't think it was romantic enough, but then what does a stupid mutt know about poetry anyway?
Please forgive me, Doris Budgie
Why has our love gone
Down the cludgie?
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