My eyes first caught her across the street
She looked like someone I'd fancy to meet
She was wearing a long violet dress
But I was rugged and my hair was a mess
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Another fine piece by you that is reminiscent of characters that can be found straight out of a Jack Kerouac narrative, but equipped with rhyme and an alternating first and third person storytelling that makes this intriguing, even to its subtly downtrodden last lines. An impressive read. - K.
Wonderfully written narrative in rhyme, It would make a good country song, but it's a little long. She sounds like a girly girl to me.. I bet she was lovely. Awesome write my friend. Joyce