Stacy

Read this poem, Stacy

Mystery Lady

Walks in and walks out

Likes something new

We do too

Read this poem, Stacy

Sometimes it’s great to be

Someone else

Mouthing words of someone else

Someone’s dreams

Someone’s schemes

Someone who is not the way he seems

Read this poem, Stacy

And then let me see your smile

You knew it was coming soon

Let Debbie strum a little tune

And Read this song, Stacy