She had a face for radio
her voice a nasal twang,
never once a love song
for her was ever sang.
Both her feet were left ones
her eyes were always crossed,
on the men around her
her beauty just was lost.
But then along came Larry
clueless as could be,
thought that he should marry
for lonely boy was he.
The day they found each other
his jeans were sadly worn,
She had on a sweater
her jeans as well were torn.
Their marriage a sensation
their future now was bright,
he owned a radio station
she worked there every night.
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