Pepe Le Pew
 

Running after love
wearing his suit of black and white
Chasing that poor cat
That's always taking flight

She's always running away
Could it be the smell
Or is it that she's too shy
Afraid of love with that male

How I love his accent
Ah Pepe Le Pew
Such a cute smile
When he looks at you

Maybe one day
A girlfriend he will find
Mrs. Pepe le pew
Would create a new story line

By Darlene Hylton

© 2008 Darlene Hylton (All rights reserved)

 

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