I Want To Date Rebecca, How Shall I Ask Thee
Princess Rebecca, Princess Rebecca, Will she ever date me
No need to speak French fluently; just say Oui, Oui
I fear thy will say No, No; please do not make me beg and plea
I Want To Date Rebecca, How Shall I Ask Thee
Our date is nothing too fancy; just simple and very merry
I shall read her romantic Coleridge poetry under the red maple tree
Her soft feminine skin will have the sweet smell of a Tulip Tree
I Want To Date Rebecca, How Shall I Ask Thee
Her long blonde hair waving with the calm wind under the tree
She gives a tenderhearted smile sitting toward the sea
Hearing the waves coming in, Mother Nature singing a song of love to we
I Want To Date Rebecca, How Shall I Ask Thee
I am scared to ask her, oh so selfish and silly is me
Her deep brown eyes look like a colorful tree of mahogany
I need to know if yes; what ever happens shall be
I Want To Date Rebecca, How Shall I Ask Thee
My heart and brain just do not want to agree
It feels like a Pirate battle in the deep blue sea
I shall ask her for afternoon scones and Earl Grey Tea
I Want To Date Rebecca, How Shall I Ask Thee
When my heart controls my brain, I shall gracefully ask Becky
A picnic date in the park reading dreamy melodic poetry
I pray for her genuine fondness and affection, a true blessing to me
I Want To Date Rebecca, How Shall I Ask Thee
Copyright © Daniel Moscovitz | Year Posted 2018
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