The dating game can be tricky
With my look I can’t be picky
I meet a girl, she is rather nice
But with my luck she won’t look twice
Shall I ask her for her number?
The response I often wonder
The day comes, it’s now or never
This could change my life forever
To my amazement she agrees
We go out and I pay the fees
She looks fantastic walking in
I smile to her a cheesy grin
The night continues with success
Surely I can’t make this a mess
A peck on the cheek ends the night
The future, well it looks so bright!
The second date is the next day
Where will this date end, who can say?
We walk along the stony beach
Our hands just slightly out of reach
Saying our goodbyes once again
Our hearts dry in this pouring rain
On holiday for the next few days
We communicate many different ways
She has returned but not in touch
Who would have thought she meant so much
I hope the phone rings very soon
If it does I’ll jump to the moon
This can’t be a thing of the past
I definitely hope this one lasts
Now as I type this ending line
I hope the lady will be
mine
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