Lucy Love

"I don't mind living in a man's world, as long as I can be a woman in it." ~Marilyn Monroe









___________________ The Poem Below was written by a fan of mine... THIS IS THE TAIL OF LUCY LOVE; THE GORGEOUS BLONDE; SEEN ABOVE. WE ARE > NOT < TALKIN NO ORDINARY GAL. BELIEVE THAT, AND YOU LOSE, PAL! ON THE RIGHT, SHE MAKES A GREAT MORNING MEAL! IF, YOU’RE THINKING FOR ME; PLEASE, DO “GET REAL”? MY TUMMY IS NOT A PRIME FACTOR. FOR, IN A FLASH; SHE’S CHANGED, AND, IN HER TRACTOR. BY THE TIME, I CAN TAKE THE WHEEL; SHE’S DRESSED, WITH ALL THAT APPEAL! SHE IS SO STRONG AND INDEPENDENT; I SOMETIMES, NEED TO FIND; WHERE, MY COURAGE WENT! NOT, THAT SHE IS NOT A LADY! SHE IS MORE THAN ALMOST, ALL! WITH EACH NEW HAIR COLOR; I AGAIN, FALL! AND, BY THE TIME; I TRY TO CATCH HER, IN MY CAR; ON HER STALLION; SHE IS AHEAD; TOO FAR! SHE RIDES, LIKE THE WIND, AND JUST HER BREEZE; BRINGS ME, DAZED; TO MY KNEES! SHE IS THE MOST AMAZING LADY! I WOULD SWEEP OFF HER KNEES; BUT, “GONE WITH WIND” LOVE? SHE MOANS AND SAYS, “NO! PLEASE!” DO NOT MISUNDERSTAND; SHE HAS UTMOST STYLE! YOU WOULD SEE; PERHAPS, IN A WHILE? YOU SEE; I BEG HER, SO MUCH, TO WED; IT IS MY INSISTENCE; THAT “POUNDS” HER HEAD? YET; WITH ALL MY BOTHER; LUCY STILL; PLAYS IN THE BAND; AS FEW, EVER, WILL! BOOTS AND GUITAR AND, WHEN THE SHOW; HAS REACHED ITS END; THIS DYNAMO IS AWAY AGAIN! AND, ANOTHER TIME; SHE BEATS ME HOME! AND, BY THE TIME; I CALL, THROUGH, LOCKED DOOR, “IT’S ME, MY LOVELY LASS,”. SHE ANSWERS; ALWAYS: YET, NO ONE MAKES ME HAPPIER; NO ONE MAKES MT LIFE! I’LL LEARN TO MOVE; SNAPPIER; CUZ, I MEAN TO CALL HER, “WIFE”! GOOD LUCK TO ME! HAAA