Black and Read

I am going to buy some paint 
a tin of black then red, 
so I can ask my lady 
if she would like to Wed. 

I"ve found the perfect wall 
she passes everyday, 
wait until she reads 
what it is I have to say. 

Gonna paint it really tall 
the letters six feet high, 
ask her if she"ll stay 
with me until I die. 

So I went in to the store 
and ordered up my paint, 
but the answer that I got 
well, it made me feel quite faint. 

Oh they had plenty black 
but the red was out of stock, 
so the women she just said 
"please, if we could only talk" 

"Never mind the red, 
just you think of white, 
and when she reads the message 
I"m sure she"ll see the light" 

So it was that I agreed 
and bought the black and white, 
then waited all that day 
until it was the night. 

My words they just stood out 
oh they were quite a sight, 
my lady she said yes 
said yes with all her might. 

So it was that we were married 
my message won the day, 
and I cleaned the wall 
what more can I say. 

The woman she was right 
it was exactly as she said, 
the white it really worked 
and made the black paint read.
Copyright © | Year Posted 2011

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