Kept him waiting after he arrived
For at least forty-five
The first time we met
He must have been upset
He drove away
In a disgusted way.
I clicked my heels three times
And snapped my fingers twice
And the witch’s spell worked
Because he was still nice.
He gave me flowers and came
back without any hint of blame.
He hooked me with that
It’s just kismat.
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