At A Bar
“Whats your type”, boldly voiced
“Like hey man,
What’s your choice?”
“Uh”, flabbergasted at this query
He eyed her, possibly a bit too leery
“To what are you referring?”
She sat there practically purring
“No offense” she said smiling
Then he saw it—the beguiling.
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http://dversepoets.com/2022/08/08/quadrille-157-whats-your-type/
The Bag Lady 
Thank you David
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Cheryl – I love how you ended this piece – I could imagine it so vividly!
Much love,
David
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I like the way you dropped me into an interesting scene, with the dialogue sparking my curiosity.
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Cool
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awesome poem Sharyl! Loved it!
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Thanks!
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Wonderful poem Cheryl
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I love this! Fun and clever. Pleasure to read.
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Thanks!
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Very humorous poem using a nice conversational style.
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Thanks for reading!
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Well written poem.
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Thanks for visiting
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Love your use of conversation and rhyme here!
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Thank you
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Haha! Very well done indeed!
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Thank you for reading
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Thanks!!
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Too late for him, he’s under her spell. Fun poetic dialoguing, Cheryl.
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Excellent dialogue poem, stirring emotion, begging for back story–wonderfully crafted.
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Nice one.
Happy Monday
Much💖love
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