I count them on my right hand
Then move on to my left
Hardly sufficient, there's more than 10
I try to understand that it isn't theft
Of one's time, money and emotions
Every guy seems to be on his knee
Every girl swoons in the white white gown
Now, no not me, later - perhaps, maybe
Doesn't it just freak you out,
No i don't smile, it makes me frown
Under one roof, 24/7
It's just part and parcel of growing up
And no I don't think it'll be heaven
No, not me, siree, not yet
But all about love, it's hardly even that
Nonetheless, big up for you
For daring to leap blindfolded - almost
One day maybe I'll be like that too
But for now I'd rather boast
About my very carefree life, thank you
Tuesday, December 4, 2007
Wholy Holy Matrimony
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