First Love

"Pretty Polly, pretty Polly
Won't you dance with me,
When moonbeams flicker
'neath the mulberry tree,
Pretty Polly, pretty Polly
Won't you marry me
In the grape-vined house
Where you promised me,
Pretty Polly, pretty Polly
Spend your life with me,
We'll nestle together
On top of a tree,
Full of love and passion,
Just you and me",
But the stupid parrot
Answered:
"Never be, never be."

Alfred Charasz
Copyright 2006 Alfred Charasz