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I saw her out there in the park
A kite she held up high
Running at a faster speed
It wouldn’t seem to fly
She looked a bit frustrated
And tried it one more time
Now tangled up within the string
Just like a ball of twine
Oh my god, how embarrassing
I think he's heading my way
Looking at me puzzled
Not sure just what to say
I must look rather amusing
Tangled up like a little kitty
Plopping down defeated
No breeze in this windy city
Look at her, she is so cute
Sitting there upon the ground
A light blue kite rests in her lap
And on her face a pouty frown
“Why so sad,” my heart it breaks
She looks like she will start to cry
“Come on, stand up and let me help”
“Together we can make it fly”
I took his hand and stood back up
Untangled from the twine
Now ready to give it another whirl
He positioned himself in behind
He placed his arms around me
Took my hands into his own
The wind is picking up again
From our hands the kite now blown
It soared high up into the sky
We held on to the string
So far it traveled in the air
Her smile it did bring
“You see, that wasn’t very hard,
it just takes some finesse”
But holding her is much more fun
Yes that I do confess
May 8, 2015
May 8, 2015 at 12:46 PM UTC
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I saw her out there in the park
A kite she held up high
Running at a faster speed
It wouldn’t seem to fly
She looked a bit frustrated
And tried it one more time
Now tangled up within the string
Just like a ball of twine
Oh my god, how embarrassing
I think he's heading my way
Looking at me puzzled
Not sure just what to say
I must look rather amusing
Tangled up like a little kitty
Plopping down defeated
No breeze in this windy city
Look at her, she is so cute
Sitting there upon the ground
A light blue kite rests in her lap
And on her face a pouty frown
“Why so sad,” my heart it breaks
She looks like she will start to cry
“Come on, stand up and let me help”
“Together we can make it fly”
I took his hand and stood back up
Untangled from the twine
Now ready to give it another whirl
He positioned himself in behind
He placed his arms around me
Took my hands into his own
The wind is picking up again
From our hands the kite now blown
It soared high up into the sky
We held on to the string
So far it traveled in the air
Her smile it did bring
“You see, that wasn’t very hard,
it just takes some finesse”
But holding her is much more fun
Yes that I do confess
A collaboration with my beautiful girlfriend
Her verses in italics
