Her Name Is Kate
On my very first date
As I waited for her at her gate
It was getting close on eight
With this blond girl called Kate
All the boys thought she was bait
Another notch to be on their slate
Sometimes it pays to wait
For a girl who's better than great
What will we do shall we skate
To the ice rink we went in my crate
Blimey, will it take my weight
Oh my, it looks like she'll berate
Taken for granted we can't compensate
We're married with children, she's now my soul-mate
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Copyright © James Fraser | Year Posted 2010
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