Old codger free lodger
Zoom to the room like a kitten cat
Man's up! Man's up
A missy sighted, she is classy
Kiss me! kiss me! Young missy
Though my heart❤️ spoke,
my tongue remain tight
Even with this plight,
My stomach roam, it was like an excite
Why this feeling i never wish for?
She could be Lisa or Theresa
Really she is my missy
But too sissy for a missy
I heard she is even a stager
Brought up by a major
Yet she is so i'll nature
Could it be my eccentric self
Reading her every time from my bookshelf?
One time I dream of her
My Lisa Theresa
I saw I met with the Missy
Though she was a little bitchy,
She admired my moccasin
I smiled just like father is
And shyly she look at my coat
Not just a coat that glowed
Like magic it hold shy cold
Now I have got the secret
To woo my boo.
Gift Richard