Mr. Lee
He said come let’s go follow me
He pulled my hand said I’m Tom Lee
He watched me blush
He gave a phone flash
He pulled a dollar, waved a five
Will buy a cow maybe a hive
Just talk slow, let I your heart know
The wind stopped
The drinks were popped as,
He upon my nape blew and
Gave a kiss not few
He caught me by the shoulder bit
He said this is how we do it
And Said-sticker than Siamese we now were
Love he said would bloom with time
And though attractive his dimes were
His voice stole the show
As off we set sail in a dhow
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