A cute Miss is jogging in the park
Is jogging late in dark
My heart lights up huge sparks
Nice girl left her mark
But does not see the trench
Her knees would wrench
For that maid’s pain a quench
I help her to a bench
MFM
This isn't how we meet on a bench
When I feel love in French
Full moon unleashes the light
And stars fill the night
This is just a fitting set
I’d make every bet
We are in a world so blue
I am so in love with you
MFM
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