Mother Fortune Poem by Brian Ben

Wheel of fortune
Don't pass me by
Get me a lovely girl
She will always thrill in my presence
If her heart is true
I will never be brutal.

Look, oh mother
I can't help my self
I am a itchy man on a fuzzy tree
Wild like a bee
Am all shook up.

This body of mine,
Oh mother
Needs some good cure
That is to have that girl
I can't wait to love her
And put her lips a little closer to mine
Oh mother fortune,
Help out
Or it will kill me.