PDA Couples
The tale of love at MLC- as I see it
He's a most righteous male,
His moves? Never stale.
She's beautiful, supple,
just another PDA* couple.
They stroll hand in hand,
her wish; his command.
He funds every date,
she WILL be his mate.
After chapel, he'll whisper,
how there's nobody like her.
His friends can't understand,
what's made him so bland?
She'll bake, clean his clothes,
all the things that he loathes.
Why? you may ask, but she never tells.
Methinks our young lady hears wedding bells.
All these feelings, they reek,
fifteen dates in a week.
From chapel, the library or even at lunch,
they can't wait to start their own Brady bunch.
Judge for yourselves, don't listen to me.
I'm a cynic, you know, it's easy to see.
My humble opinion: Their minds have slipped.
In ignorance and bliss, both are plain whipped.
* Public Display of Affection
He's a most righteous male,
His moves? Never stale.
She's beautiful, supple,
just another PDA* couple.
They stroll hand in hand,
her wish; his command.
He funds every date,
she WILL be his mate.
After chapel, he'll whisper,
how there's nobody like her.
His friends can't understand,
what's made him so bland?
She'll bake, clean his clothes,
all the things that he loathes.
Why? you may ask, but she never tells.
Methinks our young lady hears wedding bells.
All these feelings, they reek,
fifteen dates in a week.
From chapel, the library or even at lunch,
they can't wait to start their own Brady bunch.
Judge for yourselves, don't listen to me.
I'm a cynic, you know, it's easy to see.
My humble opinion: Their minds have slipped.
In ignorance and bliss, both are plain whipped.
* Public Display of Affection