by oregon_gal
Time for Shania Twain,
To chill your over heated brain
Something in your poem
Reminded me of someone else I knew.
I don’t know if you hate her
I don’t know if you know her
But something in the way she sings
Reminded me of the way you write
The sauciness; no bitten around the bush
Yes there are shared qualities
You would not be Shayne?
But no ancestry is needed
Where attitude and zeal
(Ok you need some talent too)
Are all that is required
To make readers like me
whistle and squeak and get wild
when I see saucy poem yet again
Written for us by you!