Love Is
Love is little thing
Shaped like a lizzard
It runs around you heart
And jumps in your gizzard
When it gets a hold on you
There ain't nothing you can do
You just stand there
With your teeth in your mouth
Your heart went North
But your brain went South
You're so sure
It's the real thing
You head to the jeweler's
To buy a ring
Seems you overlooked
A thing or two
Man, she ain't in love with you
BUMMER!!!
Copyright © Vernette Hutcherson | Year Posted 2006
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