Andrew Pelletier Poems

There's this girl, whose in need
We're good friends, yes indeed
I always wonder, whats the matter?
It seem like her world will shatter
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Dear Creationist
How do you do?
Let me explain why
I disagree with you
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After months of frigid cold
Snow and ice begin to melt
The weather starts to change
From the cold that we all felt
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When we're close, and our eyes meet
We both tend to smile
Then we start to talk and laugh
And mingle for a while
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With clouds and cold, heavy snow falls
It adds up, to grow quite tall
The great outdoors is plagued by white
Without a spec of green in sight
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My heart jumps, when hearing her name
The thought of her, brings me shame
I regret not making my move
My love for her, I want to prove
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Who's this girl I saw everyday?
Her skin is lush brown, like an artist's clay

Her hair is black, like the night sky
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As a free thinker
I possess an open mind
And look for answers
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