Lorine and Jerome
Lorine and Jerome were sitting in a tree
Both starry-eyed and talking profusely
Jerome turned to Lorine and asked, "Will you marry me?"
Lorine turned back smiling and said, "Yes, you're my one and only."
The two love birds sang beautifully in springtime
Beautiful chords played on and on oh so sublime
Then 9 months later early one cold January day
A little bird sat on the tree branch alongside Lorine and Jerome just chirping away
Copyright © Stewart Watkins | Year Posted 2024
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