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My love for you does not accrue interest at any astounding rate
Indeed, since your farcical behaviour at last year’s carnival
My interest in you is reduced to not even marginal
31 words written for Sammi’s Weekend Writing Prompt: Marginal
crispina kemp 
Hah! You’re so demanding…🤣
Love this
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Yea, someone else said that about me. About me being demanding. 🙂
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Tee hee… you know I tease and jest 😉
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I know. But it is true, I am demanding
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And there is nothing wrong with that. About time we allow ourselves to be.
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🙂
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Oh good!
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Thank you, Sadje 🙂
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You’re welcome
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I”ve done a poem as well, though I haven’t put it up yet.
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But you should. I like your poems. And don’t worry about WPs treatment of stanzas. WP totally mangled on of mine the other day
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Very cute….love or not pretty much par for the course of interest rates these days!! Marginal that is.
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Thanks, Judy. Another poem that wrote itself
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My love is a standard
Neither silver nor gold
Its value is squandered
If ever it is sold.
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Oh that is good, Brian 🙂
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Ha! Very good! 🙂
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Another one that started with silly rhymes…
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