Throughout my lifespan,
Hans Solo was the game plan.
There was no need for love,
When you had a wingman.
Hang loose and groove was what I was used too.
Rampages; like you wouldn’t believe.
Who would’ve known, this wasn’t for me?
It wasn’t apparent; until you.
All it took was just one look.
Oh man it was final; you’re one sexy piece of meat!
To have you, seriously? All to myself?
Let’s just say, I almost pissed…
Myself.
Five years now, I’ve been so lucky.
Hopefully you don’t find me yucky.
Nevertheless, I need you to know
You are my one. Literally,
I’ve hit a homerun!
To be with you, I found a goldmine.
Oh please, just say you’ll be my valentine?
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