Susie - A Fish in Love...
People with no sense of humor will want to pass this over, this is not for you... (My humor doesn't translate here, well, really, anywhere) 😄
Those that have no shame, trudge boldly ahead...
(Yeah, you, that guy way in the back!) :)
A Fish in Love...
Hank's a really smooth guy, this huge graceful bird...
Me? I can only hang onto his every word.
I have watched him daily while he stands at the pier...
That he won't see me, is my one greatest fear.
His long-chiseled beak, how he stands so erect!
That cool racing flag chest tattoo, it's all so perfect!
When he swoops me up which makes me giggle...
Into the air I flop, my tail starts to wiggle.
For all of this, so him I should thank...
Our picture perfect meeting at this lake's shallow bank.
"Lunch?" He said, just the two of us...
"Really?"
Is this too soon, or just me being silly?
He laughs and says that I'll definitely flip...
As he speaks of some very short and memorable trip...
He said that for me, something he's got planned...
A particular place he called, "The Promised Land".
Assuring me of safety, in a secure little nook...
Away from all of those razor-sharp, pointy fishing hooks.
He needs his lunch soon, and to this I screamed, "Oh God, no!"
He asked for my answer, "Yes, Hank", with you I will go!
Now I'm excitedly thinking he'll pop the big question...
At the destination he'd take me called,"State of Digestion".
He lifted me up with oh, such beautiful grace...
To tuck me away in that warm hiding place.
Please be real, and I hope it's all true...
Oh please God, I want him to take me, I really, really do.
Oh my dear beloved, I trust you I do...
My true blue, Hank the Heron, I'll always I love you.
Susie - A Fish in Love...
People with no sense of humor will want to pass this over, this is not for you... (My humor doesn't translate here, well, really, anywhere) 😄
Those that have no shame, trudge boldly ahead...
(Yeah, you, that guy way in the back!) :)
A Fish in Love...
Hank's a really smooth guy, this huge graceful bird...
Me? I can only hang onto his every word.
I have watched him daily while he stands at the pier...
That he won't see me, is my one greatest fear.
His long-chiseled beak, how he stands so erect!
That cool racing flag chest tattoo, it's all so perfect!
When he swoops me up which makes me giggle...
Into the air I flop, my tail starts to wiggle.
For all of this, so him I should thank...
Our picture perfect meeting at this lake's shallow bank.
"Lunch?" He said, just the two of us...
"Really?"
Is this too soon, or just me being silly?
He laughs and says that I'll definitely flip...
As he speaks of some very short and memorable trip...
He said that for me, something he's got planned...
A particular place he called, "The Promised Land".
Assuring me of safety, in a secure little nook...
Away from all of those razor-sharp, pointy fishing hooks.
He needs his lunch soon, and to this I screamed, "Oh God, no!"
He asked for my answer, "Yes, Hank", with you I will go!
Now I'm excitedly thinking he'll pop the big question...
At the destination he'd take me called,"State of Digestion".
He lifted me up with oh, such beautiful grace...
To tuck me away in that warm hiding place.
Please be real, and I hope it's all true...
Oh please God, I want him to take me, I really, really do.
Oh my dear beloved, I trust you I do...
My true blue, Hank the Heron, I'll always I love you.