Terry, sweet Terry, <br />you darling dancing flirt; <br />you glide up and down <br />in that slit black skirt! <br /> <br />Oh Terry, sweet Terry, <br />your eyes scintillate. <br /> <br />You smile; never frown as you <br />negotiate! <br /> <br />Terry, dear Terry, I know you <br />never shall seem worn ‘cause <br /> <br />no matter what the cost, <br />sweet self thy shall adorn! Yes, <br /> <br />swaying and waltzing, and <br />primping with such glee then <br /> <br />teaching to be 'lady-like
