Celia

Slowly music, flashing lights,
People dancing everywhere.
Suddenly I fell in love
As I saw her standing there.

"May I ask?" She nodded me.
Those eyes then made me mad:
They're little brown and little green
And little-bit too sad.

We talked a bit and then we danced,
She smiled often at that night.
She looked at me and so I glanced
Her eyes – no-ordinary bright.

But party was little, it ended soon.
We were standing in the bus
Full of people in the party-mood,
But there were none for two of us.

I felt her head resting on my breast,
Her golden hair I touched.
She looked perfect, she was best
And I liked her very much.

After that – I felt like dead
Or a fellow struck by flash.
Lovely smile on face she said:
"Fifty dollars pay in cash!"

She was Celia, Queen of Bitches,
Gorgeous – and I bought her.
And now she's here and dress she stitches
Will for our second daughter.