When she first met him,
He was so slim,
A gentleman,
To begin,
When she first met him.
When he first met her,
She was so demure,
She'd defer,
Or usually concur,
When he first met her.
She'd smile on him,
He'd open doors;
She cooked and worked;
He worked and cooked.
'Good-bye my dear.
Good evening my darling.
I got groceries.
Did you get milk?
I called your Mother.
Your father's not well.
Teacher interviews at five.
I'll drive.
Did you get to the bank?
I made the appointment.
Where's the office?
Your sister's on her way.'
Thus was their dialogue on that day.
She's kind.
He's a find.
She's his.
He's hers.
Ever the twain shall meet.
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