The Dime Called Priscy

I sat at the shop relaxing as time moved steadily My very eyes beheld a scene that was very lovely There before me stood a dime, descent and prissy I was not amazed to learn she was called Priscy Deep down within my heart I felt a tingle As I lovingly gazed at her face and bingle Just then I remembered I was still single It was the best time for me to just mingle I blessed my trusted optics that very day A dime, a treasure, an angel it has seen A beauty that words fall short to say It was evident though she was still a teen Her face alone but nothing I did continually stare In my memory, such an image has been very rare An experience! One that I cannot properly tell My eyes have beheld a dime, yeah, it's very real The thought to visit a friend at the shop, The move to win her heart and stay on top, I will forever bless and bless into all eternity For that begun me with The Dime Called Priscy.