The Red Hair Girl At the Houston Station

The pretty red hair girl at the Houston Station gave me heart palpitation, but she got all my revered admiration... because she resembled a Barbie doll; and I became so emotional! Across the platform two green eyes smiled; was it fate or coincidence? I turned into a maniac without a norm, or control, I waved at her twice and spoke too loud; I didn't notice the skinny cop named Bob had a look not so preppy, he surely was kind of creepy and said, " Stand still, show me your id! " I froze trying to find an excuse to avoid a summons for harassment or disturbance, " Ok, Fred...you told me the truth, I assume!" The red hair girl at the Houston Station could have gotten me in serious trouble, I slickly got out of it with a silly lie bursting a big bubble; sadly, I lost a good chance at an unexpected romance! Every afternoon I stand at the exact spot waiting for her apparition, not trusting my admonition... feeling the intense pain of a deluded heart! Without a hint of her name, there's little I can do; will we meet again at the Houston Station? Neither of us is to blame, we'll be feeling so blue!