The Wrong Number

She called my number by mistake, Still her voice I just couldn't shake, Every word I could still hear, Just as if she was whispering in my ear, Not knowing the number to that phone line, I simply dialed *69, Not a second seemed to have past, Before I heard her voice at last, I couldn't explain the way I'd act, But had to know her that was a fact, She giggled some what amused, And I thought my eggo would soon be bruised, Then she said that if it must be, Later today she'd meet me, Asking her just where to go, And just how it was her would I know, She said I'd know her by the voice, And where to go was my own choice, The meeting came way to soon, Meeting for lunch just after noon, At one woman I stared and was caught, Thank God it was her looking just as I'd thought, She kissed me with just a little tug, Then wrapped her arms around me for a big hug, I just about fell off of my feet, That's when she guided me inside for something to eat, I was nervous not knowing what was in-store, It's not like I had done this before, The afternoon we just laughed and joked Plus now and then went outside and smoked, She was like a breath of fresh air, How lucky I felt that she was there, Now we had come to the parting time, She said here's my number but use your own dime, The excitement of her voice will always last, Even though now we're friends with a past! An Uncle Charlie Original © 2008 unclecharlie