She waited a bit there and replied nothing
I took a sip of wine
And enchanted her
A golden ring
She firmly spoke out
I need to think upon
With a smile
And that gaveth mine an exile
I asked Sofia of her time
Are you free and could we catch some wine
Tommorow of course
Same time
Said I
Same wine
Said she
Same rhyme
Aid I
And said we
Sofia gaveth me a very pleasant look
She was like a new spring in mine life
Sweetly she spatted some solid strategy of sounding and just slanted on that sizzling shame
wow how naturally did she looked attractive
As if the nightingale's voice towards up
She was a highlighter Of dark den
Which blooms out to make some happiness
I was the victim who was addressed by her lost leisure
She said now I think you shall have my number
said she in a wispeareing voice
And I was a bit sly
Then she gave me the number and began to depart
depart
Yes depart
Saying
I love you too
V