I once new this bird named blanch she was as cute as could be but I new I had no chance. <br />She probly thought I was a stalker and at first I was about to go off on her. <br />Then we made friends we laughed till the end next thing I knew she was gone with the wind. <br />Where o where did my blanchy go why o why did she ever have to go. <br />Come back blanch the party's not the same without you why did you leave what ever did I do. <br />But I know this ain't the end I'll see her again and I just wanted to let her know that she's still my friend. <br /> <br />.<br /><br />Greg Loyd<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/bird-named-blance/
