Shopgirl Poem by Harlan Lovestone

My true love is the sales girl at Thom McAn’s
Next to the diner on the east side of town
You ask her and she’ll know ever shoe size
Of the stocks that they have
If you see her tell her I love her

Maybe its hard for me to speak my mind
Cause I’m not knight in shining armor
But I want to do right beside her with honor
So if you see her tell her I love her

The days are a malaise round here
I wonder what my true love’s thinking this hour
Maybe I’ll stop by Thom McAn’s
With her flowers

Sometime later today I’ll tell her I love her