How utterly unutterably lovely you are
Glenda Lee, who helps attend the bar
At Lancelot's where the silver skulls gleam
'Neath the glow of bright incandescent beam
Where Jerry Chiemsee sometimes would play
On the piano in his own florid way
But that is beside the point
I wish I could allow myself to fall for your charms,
Glenda Lee, though my advances might sound alarms
In your mind, since there is no doubt
That you've been approached by many who seemed devout
Whose devotions have been tempered by liquor
Who, if they got their way, might do nothing but snicker
But that is being crude
Glenda Lee, I don't know why seeing you
Leaves me breathless, without a clue,
Affects me this way, makes me think thoughts,
write rhymes, makes me feel so overwrought,
Makes me want to find out who you are
Glenda Lee, who helps attend the bar
And that is the end of this piece
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