A Poem about Finding Mr. Right
You’re better off with your average schmuck
because he won’t need any nippin’ or tuckin’
You can let your guard down and keep on truckin’
He’s got a soul and it may run deep
And when it comes to the L word he plays for keeps
And though he may not have a tailor making his shirts
Doesn’t mean that his mind is down in the dirt
The finer things of life like justice and art
May also be things that are right up his alley
So if he doesn’t have diplomas covering his walls
Don’t be afraid to make him your pal-ley.
So if Mr. Right doesn’t come through with those calls
Look for Mr. Real
To come running to you.