Friday, 7 April 2017

My girl


My girl


Let me tell you 'bout my girl. She's
a fully fledged member of the species.
What I like to call her is the bees' knees,
a touch of magic gifted by the fairies,
the one and only cure for my maladies,
the habit forming fix for my squeeze-pleas.
Coupled at the lips, we're like Siamese
dwelling in a pod like we're two peas.
Never mind these clich├ęs or my fancies,
she even says she likes my favourite CDs
and just for her I'd listen to the Bee Gees
or play some Motown, say the Three Degrees,
do my very best to see what she sees,
swim the seven seas and carpe diem – jeez!
Is she the one for me, I think so; yes please.

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