When aged lady finds her pet
A benign gent from our jet set
A youngster by all standards known
With birth date close to children's own
Come play with me says lady old
The twinkle lives in my starved soul
The light fantastic we will trip
And never miss a beat to rip
The craven stud will play his part
To capture true old lady's heart
As long as candy is divine
This gentle gent is on the line
Once fortune spent without repent
And jet set love wants more for rent
Who is there to restrain this stud
From landing in a sea of mud
To gather well his style in life
And seek a refuge from this strife
And find new pleasures to endure
Good-bye old lady my amour
Copyright 2002 Willaim M. Kuzmiak
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