Meadow, The Poem by Paul the Lion

Laying in the meadow
with nothing to do
Wallowing in my lonesomeness
thinking of you

We're supposed to meet
at about four thirty
Waiting for you to come
gonna try to make you happy

My shirt is off
so I can get tan
For you I'm trying to look
as handsome as I can

I can still smell your hair
as I lay on the green grass
Missing you so terribly
as I watch the clouds pass

Getting kind of late
it's four twenty five
It's agonizing me
wondering if you'll arrive

Aww, there you are!
and not a moment too soon
You look so beautiful
I feel like I'm on the moon!

Walking up to me
I give you a kiss
Holding your hands
our moment of bliss

Strolling out of the meadow
smiling at one another
Nothing is more true
than our love for each other