( Por Suzette)
Why
do I love you, lady?
Because—
You
enchant me
Like
a summer’s day.
Why
do I love you, lady?
Is
it your eyes?
Is
it your smile?
Or
is it your derriere
restrained
by tight jeans?
Why
do I love you, lady?
Why?
Why?
Why?
David Cooper
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