Hello there

Hi there.

How do you do?

This is, “Cheryl’s Song”,

And I’m coming at you;

I love you,

I need you,

I’ve heard said to me

From the most insincere mouth

It still seems good to me.

Don’t think of me

That way,

I don’t think you would

If you’d read my play.

It’s a book, I know,

But it’s real to me,

Told like a story

In dialogue-ese.

I’m real.

I’m familiar.

I want to know you.

Stop by,

Leave a comment.

My song is for you.

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