Met Her At A Dance

Met her at a dance, hoping for romance,

but she didn’t want to know, so I left her

and went to see a show. But on my way

home, I saw her standing there – with her

long blond hair and eyes of blue. I felt like

fainting but instead went a funny shade of

hue. Never saw her again, leaving feeling me

sad, until I went to another dance and met a

girl who was in a whirl. But as I turned to

dash away, I ran into the blonde. And guess

what? She certainly made my day.

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