Girl in a Bar

You're so uncool
But I don't care,
Don't like cool girls....

You're no-one's fool,
You got those curls
And ringlets in your hair.

You sure ain't hip,
(Perhaps you're square!)
But I don't care,

You got those curls....

Come home with me,
We'll have some fun,
I'll shoot my gun,
And you can be my only one.

poem by John Thorkild Ellison
Submitted by Poetry Lover
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