Monday, 7 May 2012

A love song, of sorts

When I met you first
It was a brief exchange
I asked if I’d see you again
You said “Please take your change”

But I could not stop thinking; I had you on my mind
So I went back to the supermarket, to try and make you mine

You were still at work
So I asked you with a grin
“Join me for a meal sometime?”
You said “enter your pin”

But I could not stop thinking; I had you on my mind
So I went back to the supermarket, to try and make you mine

“Look” I said, leaning in
I just want to take care of ya
But as I went in for a kiss
You said “Unexpected item in the bagging area”.

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