you have corrupted my mind very, isn’t that what you wanted Cheri?

to rhyme with your words each time, telling me I’m a gift from the Devine, “oh girl you so fine” and just like that smitten girly giggles and blushes, if you weren’t a far away voice in the wind, you would see eyes battling and bitten lip… Don’t be greedy even if you don’t get me, keep the compliments coming…

olala hands waving serving as a fan