S/HE SAYS
If she is grace
I'll take karma.
If she were brahma
I'd be dharma.
If she were dirt
I'd be a farmer.
If she were rock
I'd be Chris Sharma.
If she were sea
Then I'd be land.
She the water,
and I the sand.
If she were sauce
I'd melt like cheese.
She the germ,
Then I the sneeze.
If she were stars
I'd take the sky.
She a giggle,
I settle for sigh.
If I the question,
She the blushed no,
Then off to paint,
Off to paint I go.
I'll take karma.
If she were brahma
I'd be dharma.
If she were dirt
I'd be a farmer.
If she were rock
I'd be Chris Sharma.
If she were sea
Then I'd be land.
She the water,
and I the sand.
If she were sauce
I'd melt like cheese.
She the germ,
Then I the sneeze.
If she were stars
I'd take the sky.
She a giggle,
I settle for sigh.
If I the question,
She the blushed no,
Then off to paint,
Off to paint I go.
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