Mystery Man
I feel like seventeen again.
I can't remember the last time when
I received a card with hearts galore.
I'm laughing so much, I'm on the floor.
To my Mystery Man I send my love
Really my head is fit to burst.
To think that at almost fifty five,
I could be yours and you could be mine.
STOP!! my sides are splitting,
OMG.... you are so witty.
Thank you for all that lovely fun.
Unmarried, you would be my number one.xx
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