Love Is No Joke, My Darling Poem by Hebert Logerie

Yes, love is a four-letter word
On several occasions, I tried, oh! Lord
To tell her that my heart beats profusely
Every time I encounter her smile
She is incredulous and does not take me seriously.

What I love the most, about her, is her classy style
She is tall enough for me, very simple
And very educated. She has a minute pimple
On her left cheek that I'd like to melt with a kiss
I always let her know that she will be missed.

I love her a lot; she has a special spot in my heart
I pray and hope that she will never depart
Because I do not like to say good bye
Presently, she is my joy, and my sweet apple pie
I do not want to scare my beautiful angel
I want her to know that I am not joking
That I love her with all my heart. Please ring the bell
To welcome the darling of my soul, the queen of my spring.