She wanted to bring him a treat,
So sashayed up the street…
Came to the shop
In sudden stop,
Saying, I don’t need to eat?!?
His nervousness gave him away
As he forgot what to say…
He had a gold ring,
And would say something
But couldn’t figure it out all day!
I know from where they’re coming,
My life isn’t always smooth-humming…
For things I misplace
I need lots of grace,
To keep my life from crumbling.