Well now, you've touched my heart.
Tis certain, and thus i shall call you,
Pardon my familiarity,
But Lady Jane Speare thou art,
And so even the peasant shall bow,
To thine name βΊοΈπ
I'm enjoying this oddly π₯°
Then rise, kind patron. No bowing between poets. You built me a court with your kind words π. Sit beside the throne. π
You're welcome here. π€