EIGHT
No need to be late,
I shall be right on time,
Eight is what they rate me,
I was two short from a dime,
That a crime is could say,
Loud from off the mountains,
I am like two dimes, a plus twelve,
But who the hell is counting,
At eight I smart, witty and quite snappy,
I use to eat ice-cream on the stoop,
Just to be happy,
Play in pool or billiards or what have you,
The eight ball in the corner pocket,
Sorry I have to excuse my rival,
If I could go on 8 dates and everything would be perfect,
It would be Paris, London, camping in woods,
On a boat, ice cream float in a park,
Running in the rain on a beach for early in the day,
Until after dark,
By the fireplace in the brand new house watching Netflix and we chilling,
Get married on a date,
My feelings are on a million.
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Written by: Jixi Fox
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