When I met you
You said you were fine
Right then and there I knew you was mine.
When I first met you
Everything was great,
Then I left that dance ten minutes late
Thinking that you were my mate
Then when i called you it was late
But you said it was fine
That you would be mine
Then in the nick of time
I found a dime
Now this is the end of my rhyme.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.