Mary Anne's heart of beauty,
Is friendly with TLC.
I admire her loving heart.
Her friend I sure like to be.  

When the stars come out at night,
They're in search of her heart's gold,
That imparts light like sunshine,
They gladly accept I'm told.

Should the stars ever go  out,
She'd impart her sunshine there,
Reviving the stars' beauty,
And giving warmth it does bear.

Her heart full of TLC,
Means so very much to me.