Marie Frank She Likes Pine
She likes pine, open wide space and little minds flying
She’s ivory-like lost in her lover’s eyes and shy
She likes pine, open wide space and little minds flying
She’s distantly dry blessed with ability and beautified
She might just be enchanted by you
For she said that light falls in such unnatural fashions
on the ground by
you
To strike the light to deviate such as you
Now cupid’s on a limb
Nice going operational fly in a brave space
Your mind is on the line
Coy saints like trivial farces and hazy places
Now lay down your strain put your breeze on
Confy in your reason now and speak out her name
She likes pine, gazing at storms and vivid hours flying
Takes trampoline rides
Coughs at that bittersweet way that Deedee sighs
For sure she is enchanted by you
But don’t you recall your special speech
On quality and sense-making shine
Here’s your winning streak
And Deedee’s on a curfew
Does she like pine too
