I come on strong;
Write unexpected things.
I’ll write you a poem or a dozen,
Drive you crazy with all the songs I sing.
Of course, if that doesn’t fit;
If it doesn’t quite apply,
Let me know, okay?
‘Cause that means you are my kind of guy.
From: The bookworm who sings her heart out, and is waiting for someone to listen. And/or sing-a-long.
