Would she see a gnome the likes of me?

(Girlie hair, with glasses and a smile)

Meet down by the bay to take some tea?

Later stroll along the golden mile?

Sand between our toes as cool wind blows,

Sitting on the tide mark for a spell,

Waves on the horizon, highs and lows,

Decorate her beauty with a shell.

Set the gulls to squabbling over crumbs,

Shrieking on the shingle – such a din!

Shiver soft as nightfall slowly comes,

Head for home and quietly go in.

Could she love a poet such as I?

Fall asleep by light of TV beams?

Wake to see the twinkle in my eye?

These are just a couple of my dreams.

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