Redundant Tale Poem by Edwina Reizer

There was a man came to call
and through it all, through it all,
I saw his eyes of hazel brown
looking down, looking down.
I did not know why he was there?
Would I dare, would I dare
ask him why he rang my bell?
Would he tell, would he tell?
Said he wanted to marry me.
On his knee, on his knee
proposed with diamond ring he had.
Drove me mad, drove me mad.
Told him I was not for sale.
Crazy male, crazy male.