No cheesburger – or fries – or chocolate thickshake,
could possibly describe her as they would obviously mistake.
Her infectious smile for a cheeky smirk,
and her fantastic nature as a faulty quirk.
Her eyes shine bright and big and bold,
her hair hangs long – it’s brown not gold.
I knocked – she answered – it was a match made in heaven,
and now I see her twenty-four seven!
Her confidence and presence is hard to miss,
and I bet that all the boys be steal’n a kiss.
From this very special girl I know,
who’s taught me how I need to show.
The world – myself and all mankind,
Exactly how we need to find.
The joy – the love and all the noodles.