Is There No One Else
which one is she? He asked his companion who tried to set him up
See the girl wearing the long orange socks? Her name is Buttercup.
He was unsure whether or not she would be a good date for him.
She had a resolute look of conviction, he could see a strong firm chin.
Thinking of Jim, he wondered if she might be part of his immediate kin.
Is there no one else you are thinking of? He asked his new friend Jim.
She’s my cousin, he said, she is hilarious and flows with vim and whim.
Vim and whim? Not for him; he was quiet, not wanting to lose his pal Jim.
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