• Ever tried to find it?
    Ever tried to know what it is?
    I ain't knowin' what it is Mrs. Caliber
    I am not Mrs. Caliber, My name now is LOVE.
    N' I say, what's love
    So she said,
    Tis when everything turns to pink roses.
    N' I said, like that magician standing there?
    She says, no tis not like that, child.
    No, tis far more beautiful, like the blue eyes of this here man.
    She points to a man standing across teh street.
    N' I says, that man there ain't lovely.
    His eyes as beautiful as the skies...
    Nah, he ain't pretty at all.
    His blonde hair flowing across his face...
    He's some cheetah, I says.
    He looks at you and waves...
    He's some flirt, such an idiot, I'd ne'er fall fo that Mrs. Caliber.
    He walks up to you, holds out his hand and says...
    I bet he gonna punch you fo standing in the way.
    Little beauty with the brunette hair, young girl in the dress...
    Yah 'aight Mrs. Caliber, go ahead, he wanna marry you, but I oughtta say, she gots some bad taste.
    Miss Ariella, please date me.
    *Pfft!* you jokin' right? I ain't even your type. I ain't Aryan.
    But I love thee.
    The next day, a heart-broken Mrs. Caliber attended a wedding with her ex-husband. Love was never spoken of again.