How lucky can one guy
get?
Not only
do you love me
in this (our known)
Universe
but in two other
parallel worlds as well!
Well...well...well!
Swell!
3 outta 3
ain't bad!
Oh you make my molecules
shiver
&
ny Quarks go bloody stark
raving mad!
Elementary...my dear Watson!
Essentially...that's that!
I of course am beside myself
& love you to a man!
I was talking(as it happens)
only the other day
(or was itd the other other day)
to my other parallel selves
& all they could say
well...was...that their
Janices there
were just as good as
the Real Thing!
This they swore
& could confirm.
And that they too do
sing a Te Deum to you
& all the yous
of you
along with me
& Dean Martin.
'How lucky
can one guy get
I love hger
& she loves me
as the poet once wrote
now...ain't that
a kick in the head!
There's only one
Janice Windle!
There's only one
Janice Windle.
Windell...Windell!
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem