Swing

Lie, tie, pie, die, vie;
Swing along with my muse and be my lover!
For the wind brought your name to me,
And like the words of love written in gold.

Swing, gin, wing, win, in, sin, sing;
And like motorcycles and naked women!
But you need your positive mind to swing along with me in peace.

poem by Edward Kofi Louis
Submitted by Poetry Lover
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