I like rainy days and Ibsen plays and lonesome lullabies
Long walks and funny talks and folks that don't tell lies
I like hound dogs and yule logs and films that make me cry
Crescent moons and show tunes and monarch butterflies
I like sunsets and Mookie Betts and Rome before the fall
Short naps and ginger snaps and pickup basketball
I like hay bales and mountain trails and comfy old shoes
Warm smiles and sundials and women just like you
I got nothing planned
So take my hand
And let's talk about you
Maybe, you and me
Can find something to do
by Richard W. Bray
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