Apologies To The Stovepipe Baby
You got a smile so sweet, you coulda been drip glucose
And I have diabetes--doggone it!
You got ways so cool, you coulda been a firehose
So come on, babe--hop on it!
Baby, you're so tall, you coulda been Abe Lincoln
That's quite a stovepipe--yowzah!
You coulda been Dr. Scholl, your feet are never stinkin'
What can I do to rouse ya?
Baby , you sing so sweet, you coulda been a Grecian lute
You're shaped just like one--hubba, hubba!
And you're so magic, you coulda been some Eye of Newt!
Never would I snub ya!
Well, you coulda been anything you wanted to
In that case, then lemme be ........gone!
| Contributors: | Karen, F, Anon.. |
| Poem finished: | 22nd September 2003. |