My kinda man

February 4, 2015

He's fun,

he is fine,

he is hotter than the sun

he loves me

he is mine

he is smart, he is keen,

he wears faded blue jeans,

he likes to wear his boots all the time,

he hates it when others wear their hat to the side,

I love him

i love him

he is my kinda man

Off we go hand in hand.

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