MY SWEETIE
I met my perfect match,
she fits me like a glove
and it didn’t take her long
to convince me it was love.
Since we met she’s yinged my yang,
she’s been the booga to my lue.
She’s been the versa to my visa
in everything we do.
She’s always the flow to my ebb
the heat that melts my ice
and everything we do,
she always makes it nice.
I’m the Desi to her Lucy
or the Sonny to her Cher.
no matter when I need her
always she is there.
She’s been the hoot to my holler
or is that the holler to my hoot?
She’d be the one to toot my horn
if I had a horn to toot.
She’s the switch that turns me on
the power to my steering
and when I put my pen to paper,
always she is cheering.
She’s given reason to my life
which, maybe, I was lacking.
Whatever my endeavor
I rely upon her backing.
“I met my perfect match,
she fits me like a glove
and it didn’t take her long
to convince me it was love.”
Copyright © 2012 Richard Lee King. All Rights Reserved.
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