Sometimes i have these fanciful thoughts in my head
Though nothing wrong with imagining in truth can be said
When a pretty young woman i happen to see
The thoughts come to my mind thinking how nice it would be
To walk hand in hand with her in the park gazing into her eyes
Such fanciful thoughts the imagination to can give rise
Sometimes in my imaginings i tend to get carried away
But i am not the only ageing male in the World of today
Whose thoughts from the path of reality stray
One is never too old to imagine though looking bald and grey
If she knew how i was thinking about her how offended she would feel
Since an old poor bloke like me to her would not appeal
But if she thought i had heaps of money she might feel differently
As it does speak every language would you not agree?
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