She bounces around the chat room at odd hours of the day.
Plays the dunce and acts so tough.
Can never tell what Cyber Net Jenny is going to say!
What a girl, What a girl, What a girl!
She hides herself behind computer screens.
Uses her keyboard to do her thing.
Never once revealing her real life dreams.
What a girl, What a girl, What a girl!
Jumps up in the air and clicks her heels,
Does her act for all that are there.
the whole room shakes with laughter peals.
What a girl, What a girl, What a girl!
Plays with the lads who think they are studs,
And when she is finished,
They drop to the floor and know they are duds.
What a girl, What a girl, What a girl!
But in my heart I know it is all an act.
Cyber Net Jenny is Homemaker, Mother, Writer, and Poet.
That my friend is a solid fact!
What a girl, What a girl, What a girl!
By mitch for Jenny on 20 Dec. 1998
My luv fer yew,
Is big nuff to fill ur shue.
At's alot, at's fer shore,
I jus want more and more,
Cause I luv yew,
Like my ole dog blue.
I'll fill ur shue with good ole shine,
And drink to maken yew mine.
I'll chalk the talk and walk da line,
Till yew say yer gonna be mine.
Cause I luv yew,
Like my ole dog blue.
~~~finis~~~
By mitch on 31 Oct. 1999
For my darling wife Mary Kate who followed me to the States in 1960
She had hoped to see dollar signs and the Statue of Liberty
but has yet to see either. Still waiting!!
FROWNS AWAY.
SO, GO ON AND LAUGH!!!
mitch