cheeze from the past

this is a little diddy (no, not about jack & diane) i wrote years and years ago. i tried to be almost silly like shakespeare and describe the girl of my dreams, without making her out to be a goddess or a princess. just making her sound normal, because that's how she would be to others, but to me would be so much more. it's pretty funny and cheezy. :)

stars are bright,
and the sun gives light,
but my girl is a black hole,
eats everything in sight,
and is dark as coal.

she could be like a swan,
one that couldn't honk or swim,
she would just sit there on the bank,
even if she looked like a rose,
she would still have that particular stank.

her hair is about as flowing as a rock pile,
and about as straight as a gay man,
how can she have clear skin?
when her face is greasy as a frying pan?

her personality? i've met twigs with more wit,
her eyes are plain and dull,,
and i've had better conversations with piles of (well you know)

but she is what's good for me,
yeah she's what I want,
nothing perfect on my girl,
nope, nothing there to flaunt.

cause all of that doesn't matter anymore,
no, i don't want her to be what everyone else wants,

and once I find her,
then we will be together,
until then I'll just work hard at things,
and see who the future brings.