Hey Misty Poem by Mark Heathcote

Hey Misty, there isn't a dry eye
You're so, damn, beautiful
You make me want to cry.

Hey Misty, there isn't a dry eye
You're like an angel, almost astral
You sing, like a blackbird of the sky.

Hey Misty, there isn't a dry eye
Was your parentage, Elvis & Priscilla
You're so damn; beautiful

Oh and I feel so god damn silly.

Oh, let me pick you a red Camilla
On this cold, wet April day
Hey Misty, Hey Misty

Hey Misty, there isn't a dry eye
Tell me you want me to stay
Hey Misty, you are even more beautiful today.

Oh Lord, I could cry.