She cried out
I've met his family
We're so serious
He's who I'll marry
She yelled loud
He's lovely and perfect
Almost cares about me
And pays me respect
She then whispered
I can control him
He listens to me
Plus he doesn't trim
She groaned
Ugh so boring
Give some push back
Stop your adoring
She told herself
I'll go to the club
Boys buy me drinks
And that cheers me up
She continues
What have I done?
Oh well it's his fault
And I did want him gone
I need a man
He needs to be smart
He needs to be funny
He needs to love art
He needs this n that
He needs to love horses
Be my prince charming
And love all my courses
Little blonde girl
You just need to stop
The same as your mother
Is where you'll end up
-Peter
