Matchmaker.

Matchmaker.

A Poem by Tori Adams

Matchmaker. Matchmaker.

Find me my soulmate,

I'm tired of being alone.

All these guys in this bar,

Only care about one thing.

Matchmaker. Matchmaker.

Find me a bestfriend.

A guy I can laugh with,

relax with.

I can tell all my secrets to,

and call when I'm blue.

Matchmaker. Matchmaker.

He needs to be special.

Not rich nor famous.

Just a good guy who cares,

only for ONE girl.

Matchmaker. Matchmaker.

Make me a match.

 

 

© 2010 Tori Adams


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Tori Adams
Tori Adams

Atlanta, GA



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