Silver Birch 
  Robert Haigh

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 Ordinary Man


He's an ordinary man who lives an ordinary life.
He works a mundane job, but has a very pretty wife.
Just what that angel sees in him he'll never understand,
But true love and devotion he always gets, first-hand.

This ordinary man is just an average working guy.
He'll never earn a fortune but you know he'll still get by.
Just one car in the driveway, reliable and sound,
Is all he can afford, but he'll always stand his ground.

When all the bills are paid, and food is on the table,
He isn't left with much, but he makes sure he's able
To buy his lovely wife some highly fashioned dresses,
Along with fine perfume, and lotion for her tresses.

She'd walk around in rags, if that's what it would take
To keep the man she loves. But let's make no mistake:
She likes the way he treats her: he loves her like he should.
This ordinary man, and wife, think they've got it good!

-RH-


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