The_Picnic

Well let�s see
I have fried the chicken
Although it may not be finger lickin
It is still good

I have the potato salad
Maybe I should have made a tossed salad
The plates are packed
My stomach is having a panic attack

I have some wine
But I also packed a soda and some water
Yep.. I have lost my mind
And I feel I am treading dangerous water

So it is off to uncover my toy
It is my one true joy
It is a 1997 Viper
If she wants� she can drive

I want to take her to the Meadow
I know just the spot
For I go there a lot
It�s on the south side

Beside The rose beds
We shall spread our blanket
Under the old oak tree
Setting there tall and free

If Startime will hide her eyes
And Joyce doesn�t see
I will get her four roses
Hehehehe�. For free

One will be red
For the respect I have for her
One will be light pink
For the admiration I have for her

One will be yellow
For the joy she has given me
The fourth one will be
A pale peach

For it stands for the one thing that is in reach
When she is with me
That is friendship
For a friend is what she is to me

As I watch the gentle breezes
Caress her lovely face
The tension between two strangers seems to ease
It�s going to be a good day

Maybe she will let me hold her hand
As we cross the great land
We call the meadow
I just don�t know

I will just set back
And enjoy the day
For as long as she wants to stay
It is up to her

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