His skin is pure
His full lips a delight
He is my cure
For the night.
His eyes are like a pond
with the night a reflect.
I can honestly say
he is Mr.Perfect
He tells me he loves me
with his beautiful hair in his eyes.
There is nothing about him
That I dislike.
He is Mr.Perfect
I can say with an honest face.
For Mr. Perfect
Nothing can be replaced.
This is to my love Mr.Perfect
He is wonderful and true.
He picks me up when I'm feeling blue.
His name is Mr. Perfect
He is all mine
My love for Mr. Perfect
Will never decline.
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