It is that I am <br />a Flirt, terrible <br />i am in you <br />thus... <br />always the <br />wallowing walrus <br />I am always <br />yours, my lord <br />oohs, myy. <br />It is..och...wok..o.k.? <br />It is you that makes <br />even the frogs legs... <br />tremble, ..so croaky.. <br />Then come, 'dear'.. <br />don't run away....<br /><br />Is It Poetry<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/flirt-then-or-not-or-run-run-far-away/
