The Perfect One

No tune yet.

Some call her old, well she’s mature

She was my first and oldest mate

She’s wonderful though quite obscure

But she is not my fate

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It’s hard to find the perfect one

Until your journey’s done

I will not stop, I will not rest

Until I find who is the best

The young one, bubbling, spirits high

Was strictly “just for here and now”

She’s not my girl, I’m not her guy

And so I said goodbye

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The one for me, the one I chose

She is a techy hippy geek

She’s always frank, with little pose

Though some will call her freak

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(It’s a metaphor. It talks about living in places.)