The woman in my dreams

Has moved in with me now.

She is intent to bear my name

And the prodigy she will bear.

I've never had continuous dreams

That appeared so life like.

But she is a welcome companion,

Who seems to exist when I'm awake.

I guess when you get to my age

And find a good looking woman

Who claims I knocked her up.

Even Charlie Chaplin would raise an eye brow or two.

Well it's fun to have gal in my imagination

That no others have seen.

They might say I'm getting senile

If I told them of my dreams.