There's Something About Mary

There's something about Mary
I told her that she's scary

And she should get new clothes

maybe add some flair..

She looked at me with fury

and did something quite contrary

And told me that she liked my hair!

I was sitting right beside her

My eyes they looked inside her

and I tried to turn away

from that stare..

I got up in a second

A story I was makin

A tale that would get me

out of there!

She sprang up like a spider

and I was suddenly right beside her

She tried to make the sweetest face..

But I was now much the wiser

I felt our gap go wider

and the chance to run was almost there.

Yet there was something about Mary

that made me tell this story

She was my honey and I was her Bear..

So, I took her to the church

and kissed her on the porch

And a little house on the hills we shared.

We had one boy, one girl

We named them Tom and Pearl

and saw their future

before us unfurl.

They grew up to be famous

and gave us two a boost

But there was something about Mary

that made the kids never forget their roots.

Now, I feel we are old and dry

a couple of fish ready to fry

Our life we feel has been complete

a few regrets yes, but mostly replete..

Yet,I look at Mary now

and her eyes still have the glow

There is Something about Mary

that makes our river flow.