By Paul E. Schindler, Jr.
(parody of Five-Foot Two)
Six-foot, woo! Eyes of Blue
42 years spent with you,
I love it when I see my gal.
Sweet and kind, knows her mind.
Only had one other beau.
I love it when I see my gal.
Now if you run into a
Six-footer who, down in the mouth
Doesn’t know things, has no ring
Betcha Life it isn’t her.
But could she love, could she woo?
Could she, could she, could she coo?
You bet! Much more than others do.