
A poem from a stalker to his stalkie. this is a parody of "The Passionate Shepherd to His Love" by C. Marlowe. No, this does not relate to me, I am not a stalker...unless your food, or Johnny Young Bosh.
Rated: Fiction K+ - English - Romance/Parody - Words: 196 - Published: 11-21-12 - Status: Complete - id: 3076500
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You helped me out in my time of need
You picked me up out of the weeds
I cleaned up little and went on my way
But turned and walked to where you lay
I planted cameras on your door
So I knew exactly what you wore
When you left and when you arrived
I came to know your life like time
You wake up early, at the crack of dawn
Stretch out, eat breakfast and then move on
To catching the bus at seven forty-five
And arriving at work right on the dime
For lunch you eat bagels, which is so very cute
But yesterday you ate with Angie Troop
You don't even like her so why did you do it?
Next time you should go out with Katie Bruwitt
Did you get my letter? Of course you did
I was watching you, behind the wall is where I hid
But your reaction was quite unexpected
It almost looked like my love was rejected
But you're my soul mate we share bond
So I keep watching you from your lawn
And just so you know your house is safe
Because I checked every single place
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