Wrote this poem and feel it could bless your heart as you read. Many are like that and I know many ladies have either gotten their man or rejected their Man through this means. However, Life is short lets leave the best today.
He met this wench in a lobby
He met this wench in a lobby
She was outstanding and pretty
Many dudes had tried to date her
But none was lucky in her vicinity
Luckily, at the dusk of a work day
An invitation was set for a coffee
With politeness and surprise she agreed
Amazed as she asked “who is he”?
They both sat nervous and timid
They both sat nervous and timid
No one seem to ignite a conversation
She felt uncomfortable and opt to leave
Soon inspiration struck his imagination
“Salt for coffee” he timidly demanded
“Salt for coffee” he timidly demanded
All around were swept to their feet
He went further to add a pinch
And soon goggle all of it
She was stoned and curiously asked
She was stoned and curiously asked
Why he took this to be part of him
Soon the story of his childhood emerged
And her curiosity was satisfied to the brim
“Growing up by the seaside
“Growing up by the seaside
Salt, to my imaginations enlightens
And at the taste of a Salty Coffee
The love story of my childhood awakens”
That story lingered in her mind
That story lingered in her mind
Till at the alter she told him “yes”
He was the luckiest man in that hood
All considered the oddball as the best
They both shared a strange fate
They both shared a strange fate
That has no price tag or fee
Living happily ever after
Thanks to that taste of Salty Coffee
Written By: Caleb A. O.
Written By: Caleb A. O.
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