Well honey I do not have a lot to offer
I can not drive, and I do not earn too much
With a three hour shift once a week
I may as well bu a smutch
But I am an honest boy
Always striving for a better life
And darling I know the time is not right
But I wish and pray that you will be my wife
You hate that i try to be the best
But I am only trying to make you happy
For what am I meant to do then
We may as well live with all the knappy's
Well darling I do not ask for a lot
Just to be yours truly honestly forever
Because if I am not yours for eternity
Then I fear that I will not be able to endaevour
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem