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THE REASON WHY

(a tele-ad love tale)

 

Why do you think I love you, sweet?

Do you think it`s the sway of your hips as you walk,

Or the toss of your hair?

Do you think it`s your far off forest-of autumn eyes that make me care,

Or the calm of your voice as you talk –

Do you think it`s your loveliness laid me at your feet?

 

Just what do you think love is – a tele-ad tale,

Pretty boy meets pretty girl in a buttercup-vale,

Then they live in Rice Crispy Land, under a Supersoft sky,

And munch After-Eight while reality passes them by?

 

Oh, yes! You`re lovely…but that`s not the reason I`m hooked.

I`m in such a state now, I couldn`t tell just how you looked.

My soul`s in a turmoil, my mind`s in a helicop-whirl.

And I love you…? Well, just because I love you,

You arrogant, timid, proud, humble, weak, strong, dove eyed, clenched-faced, cut on

                                                                     the cross grain, contradiction of a girl.

◄ AN UNCOUTH CASE OF TIMING

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