Party Girls Poem by Belle Wassermeister
Party Girls
My friend is lonely as can be,
and I am lonely, too.
If she could come and visit me,
she wouldn't be so blue.
I'd take her out to paint the town*
and we'd stay up all night.
She'd have no chance to wear her frown;
I'd flood her with delight.
When we got back from all that fun,
we'd sleep all that next day,
and, soon as nighttime had begun,
once more we'd go and play!
I sincerely hope she shows up, and you both have a blast! ! ! Dancing is so much fun.
A fun poem, Belle. We all need a little more fun in our lives right now.
Thank you, Dillip. The picture I had was cute, for sure, but didn't really go with this poem.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
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Robert Murray Smith used to have TWO different comments on this poem, and now he has deleted both of them. Why does he keep doing that?
I sincerely apologize for my father. H writes many foolish things when he is drunk, and goes back and deletes them later when he is sober.