Love Affair

There was a love affair in this building, the kind of love affair Which every respectable building must keep as a legend Slowly festering through an innocent by the way Have you heard, he was perfect except for the fact That he was an engineer and mothers prefer doctors and lawyers Yet despite this imperfection He was clean looking and respectable looking And you'll never find a mother, who doesn't appreciate a natural man So he grew healthy Aloe Vera plants by the window Healthy teeth in his mouth, healthy hair on his head He grew healthy wavy brown hair on his head The kind, the kind That babies always go for with sticky little fingers