A Buffet of Love
Hello, my love , I think you're sweet
Let's go for a ride and get something to eat
We'll order spaghetti, like your long reddish hair
or an Irish potato like your skin that's so fair
A grilled chicken dinner would really be nice
We'll cackle together over chicken and rice
I'll look in your eyes then I'll hold your hand
and then I will burp, cause I am your man
I'll whisper sweet love words that never will stop
Just like the refills I get with my pop
You'll blow in my ear and my face will turn red
as I dig out the chunks you just blew in my head
You'll look at me and I'll look at you
We'll order a sundae made just for two
You'll say ,'I'm not hungry',
'Please kiss me instead.'
And I'll boldly say,'NO'! Not til' I'm fed'
Then romantic I'll get, What more can I say?
Since you stepped in my life
you are my buffet.
By George Langley
© 2009 George Langley
(All rights reserved)
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