Love Poem: Bucket List
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Written by: M.P. Shaudd

Bucket List

She’s sultry and she’s sexy
Sunday morning yet kind of wild
And if I get to I can tell you
I’d gladly throw in the towel 

I can’t think of even one
Other thing I’d rather do
Fore my time on this earth ends
Before all my days are through 

She’s my bucket list if you catch my drift
Every night and everyday 
But rest assured she’s so much more
Than a one night roll in the hay

Upside down and all around 
Gonna let her have it her way
Call it a bucket list or a dying wish
I can’t let her get away

She’s got my want to overflowing 
Can’t get a handle on myself
This rusty pails awaiting 
These holes can’t fill themselves

Gonna take it nice and easy
Fill it clear up to the top
Once I get my fill I’ll need refilled 
I ain’t ever gonna stop

She’s my bucket list if you catch my drift
Every night and everyday 
But rest assured she’s so much more
Than a one night roll in the hay

Upside down and all around 
Gonna let her have it her way
Call it a bucket list or a dying wish
I can’t let her get away

Some men live for money
But you’re only rich if you find love
Am I half full or half empty
It’s all just because...

She’s my bucket list if you catch my drift
Every night and everyday 
But rest assured she’s so much more
Than a one night roll in the hay

Upside down and all around 
Gonna let her have it her way
Call it a bucket list or a dying wish
I can’t let her get away

On my bucket list there’s a dying wish
I’d love to fulfill....some day...