He had on flowery pants
and a cowboy hat, nothing else.
Her ears perked up, his body sang
A tune,
Hey you, hey you.
She had his underwear on her feet,
Her body sang back to he,
Free, I'm free.
Planting seeds and watering,
Free, I'm free!
She sang as the soil covered her skin
Grew she did, sprouting true.
I live for you, she did.
And I'm free, I'm free. Finally-
To grow without
his indemnity.
She sang a tune
A boon, a boon it was
To know Her.
