There is a storm
A brewin'
An' tempers are
A stewin'...
Words they are
A flarin'
Barbs tossed by
Those daring...
My baby is so angry
Her toes were stepped on
Her ire is up
Her sweetness is gone...
My Sherry Ann's
So sweet
I fell for her when first
Our eyes chance to meet...
To see her upset
Up sets me
Oh, I do so love
My Sweet Sherry...
There is a storm
That's a brewing
Tempers a flaring
While plots are stewing...
JJSweets 10 Oct 20
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