I Met a Girl

I met a beauty at the play and think of her every day Don't always know what to say She's like my sun's bright ray Lovely face, and eyes so bright She makes me feel oh so right Her presence dazzles in my sight and I'll dream of her later tonight But I’m not too obsessed by her Even if she is cute as a squirrel Though she makes my head whirl When she gives her hair a twirl In fact, maybe she is too skinny And her eyes hint that she’s silly But her legs are long, like a filly Do you see her inner self, really? I saw a play, can’t remember much That girl gave my brain such a touch I’m thinking she’d like a rosy bunch And maybe we’ll meet me for lunch?