Amorous grandeur picturesque to the bone
Boasting velvet rosy dimpled chicks to die for
With an ample lock brushing her back with ease
Assailed my heart with a double-edged dagger.
Bright be the day with it`s aura and faunas
When I first laid my eyes on her strolling
by the prospect adorned with jacaranda trees
She mesmerized my soul caught in a singsong.
I bellow the less a shriek beseeching for her return
I yelp the less the bark pleading her to come back
I bleat the less a piercing wail but i`m still more keen
On pulling myself towards myself and be on flick.
This to shall pass to naught like a dying day
Heralding new pastures to pursue contently.
