Tuesday, August 4, 2015

When I Was Young And Pretty I

When I Was Young And Pretty I

When I was young and pretty I
    Recall the men who used to gawk.
I wouldn’t even have to try
    And put a wiggle in my walk.

Of those that turned about to see
    There wasn’t then a single one
That soon as he had eyes for me
    I didn’t take off at a run.

But there was one among them who
    For having turned that fellow’s head
What I regret I didn’t do
    Was let him catch me when I fled.

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