o where o where is his pretty mane
i wonder have you seen his handsome face
roaming among millions all over the place
does he have a page on my space
does he carry himself with much grace
do you know if he has a job that pays
does he have a past to erase
if you see him resting near the fray
won't you kindly point him my way
tell him i've been waiting
while the chimes are sounding
tell him i like flowers
and houses with big gardens
and don't forget my ardor
for men with a little candor
© labujamra
