I met another redhead
For an echocardiogram…
She said her hair normally
Was darker, not the current red tam.
‘Twas pleasant, but she had her job
To do checking my heart…
Don’t know if she found what she was looking for,
It’ll probably show on my chart.
She sat rather close and I behaved,
The ultrasound probe pushed down hard…
When she finished up I toweled myself
While she looked at her next dance card.