My Girl

It's at the age of 13 when I see

the one who is to marry me.

Was this a prophesy?

Something foretold to come to pass

that through anything would continue to last?

She was the best looking in our class

but her inward beauty is what holds me fast.

Her work in the home is beyond 1st class.

It's the Ritz, Lago Mar both made into one,

what without her could not be done.

She can take invisible lemons

cutting them squarely into,

a talent in the home I'm foreign to.

Her overlooking of "Male Refrigerator Blindness"

is just more evidence of her "sweetness and kindness".

Therefore no fear exists when I hunger and thirst

because My Lord gave me His girl of Proverbs, the 31st.

 

George Landolt

8/17/2005

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