That woman I just met
She couldn't possibly
have known me just yet
However, she has quickly
made up her mind
That a much better suitor
she is sure can find
Then off she went
To find her heaven sent
I saw her five years later
She was looking at me
That look on her face
Says something was coming
And there, she came running
She wanted to apologize
To tell me how sorry
She was, for the decision
She had made
No apologies necessary
I said, because for me
It is 96 degrees
Even in the shade.
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