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This is considered Poetry and it is called a SESTINA. You can google it. The thing is that this took me a good 4 hours to complete. At least 4 false starts and much self-doubt when I got close to the end. It is here for your consumption, I hope the sweetness reaches you.

YOU LEAST EXPECT IT (sestina)

On the way into the TOWN

You must pardon me, I didn’t know the HOUR

All I know is the whole morning was SPENT

It is so easy to lose track of TIME

Even in books, I tend to lose my PLACE

Getting back to my point, I’m on my WAY

And this man is in my WAY

He was here visiting from out of TOWN

You could tell because he looked out of PLACE

We stood there and talked for another HOUR

Neither one of us was watching the TIME

It only mattered how much we had SPENT

Paying for us, His cash SPENT

I asked him if he is going my WAY

I really wanted some more of his TIME

I got to show him the rest of the TOWN

We continued to laugh and flirt for HOURS

I invited him to stay at my PLACE

There was not a thing out of PLACE

At once, we both wrote down how much we’d SPENT

Sat and talked about our lives for an HOUR

We even mixed our coffee the same WAY

He admitted growing up in this TOWN

And he had his eye on me for some TIME

It was past ten, my bed TIME

I asked him how far it was to his PLACE

He told me, on the other side of TOWN

After this momentous day, he was SPENT

You don’t have to go, but I am not that WAY

So, we snuggled on the couch for an HOUR

What I thought was just an HOUR

I woke up when he shouted BREAKFAST TIME!

Hmmm, then we’ll have dinner around your WAY

Just don’t assume it’s as clean as your PLACE

Can you buy cat food? My money is SPENT

I can do that when we walk back through TOWN

Two HOURS to get to his PLACE

We stayed together throughout our TIME SPENT

In Love, in that WAY and in our own TOWN