1.
She will be
my demise;
Big brown
eyes,
A soul
without lies,
A body that
cries,
When his by
surprise,
And a mental
so wise,
That even the
skies,
Look down and
then rise.
2.
The happy she
brings,
He expresses
as he sings,
As his bell
rings,
Hanging off
his wings.
He clings,
Onto very
subtle things,
Like
never-ending flings,
And the love
that she brings.
3.
At first he
was shook,
When he
opened that book,
When his eyes
screamed out 'Look!'
When he had
to learn how to cook.
His friends
just want to fuck,
But in his
eyes great luck,
Is when you
don't suck,
All the joy
out of this truck.
4.
She comes
from a star,
Keeps her
thoughts in a jar,
Isolated and
far,
From the
folks in the car.
She plays a
guitar,
Instead of
going to a bar,
And the love
that she car-
Ries is a
love of a star.
5.
She has so
much to say,
And so much
desire to play,
But he had to
go away,
For a while;
couldn't stay.
But they will
have it their way,
Next week,
and will spend the day,
Ignoring the
folded tray,
Table;
there's so much to say.
6.
She let,
His control
her mood, and set,
Out with an
intension to forget,
But he
admired her since the day they met.
It was hard
and took time to get,
Where they
are now, and regret,
Is merely
present, cause I wet,
At the thought
of the word forget.
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