Miss Cora

Miss Cora
Here's a story about a girl
Who once bloomed my world,for better.
She presented me her name,
And love was all that came,with her.

And I said Miss Cora,
I'd like to hold our hand,
But you'd have to understand,..that I'm a man
Who's in love with you.

And if you go about,with a scream and then a shout,
I'd have to kiss your hand and make it better.

This Cora,
She writes with her left and waves with her right,
Oh it makes you want to know her.
She dances with her feet,
She's a lovely girl to meet
That Cora.

I'm glad to say she's mine,
It's like sunshine all the time when I'm with her.
She likes to whistle in the wind
And boy it'd be a sin,if I hurt her.

Miss Cora.