let me warn you of those deep hearted girls
the ones I’ve told you of since little boy to find
you know that one in zillion kind of pearls
yes, there is much more to their ‘soft' design

from her lips comes the sweet and kind sound
floating though thicket forest of which you pass
coming closer, closer never giving up ground
sweat, cuts, bites only turn the steps into chasse

soon you see the evidence of her love all place
like the changing plants or new feeling in air
only making your feet to quicken, increasing pace
at last you see, now you know her beauty fair

my boy it is not too late for your fast retreat!
don’t let the cool, clean pool pull you in
please, the rocks are wet and be no treat
cause they would harm, like soccer to shin

but I guess you need to climb to the very up
taking loves chance at jumping inside
hoping I am for her to have more than sup
far you will fall to her heart’s pride

worried I shall be, pray I shall do
did I ever tell you I did the same too?