Ode to Melissa

Melissa, Melissa,
What can I say about this lady?
She may be Ms. Bushman,
But there is nothing man about her.

Brilliant,
Bright,
Amazing in light,
Accounting,
I cannot comprehend,
I am in awe,
I would depend,
On her and the knowledge,
The kind she got in college.

Left brain she's got a lot,
Analytical,
Mathmatical,
Something I ain't got.

I bow at the feet,
Of one who is so complete.
Independent,
Yet a lady,
She is not afraidy, (hee hee laughing at my own joke)
To be lovely and a beauty,

Lipstick and a cutey.
She knows health and make-up,
Housekeeping and wakes up
To her man and her family,
Of a pup and cat menagerie.

She can bring home the bacon,
Fry it in a pan,
And yes, never never
Let her husband forget he's a man,

She may be a Bushman,
But she's a lady!
I envy her talent,
Her brains,
Her vacations,
Her PV's too.
Know we aren't relations,
Because she is way to smart in her IQ!

To another great AC friend and a dynamite lady!