The Right Girl For Me

I'm looking for a girl who's right for me, One who knows how to talk intelligently, She'll laugh at all my jokes, And ignore the other blokes, And find that I am just her cup of tea. The task is not so easy, I have found, There aren't that many 'right' ones still around, But if they're out there somewhere, And if any of them might care, To find me, then I won't be going to ground. My charisma can be in itself impressive, My conversation I know is quite expressive, I am kind in word and deed, And I think you will concede, That I wouldn't be someone who'd be repressive. I can say that I'm a very balanced chap, Who, when the going's tough would never flap, But I'm really keen to find, A lady of like mind, Who in fact could quite ideally fill the gap. So I'm hoping that this lady turns up soon, Perhaps it could be this very afternoon, I would greet her with a smile, Which would certainly beguile, And my vibrant personality should make her swoon. So, do you think, that I could really have a chance, Do you think that she would give me just one glance, If this 'Miss Right' doesn't show, That would really be a blow, And put an end to all my thoughts of true romance. No, there's got to be a girl who's right for me, I won't believe there isn't, so soon you'll see, An attractive lady on my arm, A lady with such charm, That eventually we'd become a Royal 'We'. © Ernestine Northover