Wallace

My Kind A Lady.

She\'s as sweet as a candy store.

And tastes as good as a luscious apple right down to its seeded core.

She has a face of angelic beauty.

To marry her is my heartfelt duty.

She\'s as pure as damp morning dew.

Her eyes the colour of a summer sky blue.

A woman that ones mother would love.

And has the ambience of a peaceful white dove.

She\'s the one I have been looking for.

Whenever I see her I can\'t help lustfully shouting, COR!