بسم الله الرحمن الرحيم

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Scurry on little Lizard,

My Bibi’s on his way

To take me over to Congo Square

And show me off all day

We’ll walk together hand in hand

And dream of travel to distant lands

One day soon, don’t you agree?

If you don’t, then you’ll soon see!

My Bi, is going his Queen make me

And, HE’s the BEST a KING could me

So happy we’ll, especially me, be

Knowing I have someone

To Rescue ME.

To handle things too much for me

On Whom Allah Told Me To

Always depend

My Rock of Jamal-ter

My Faithful Friend

My One And Only

My One True Love

There is no other

Whom I Can Think Of

Or Can’t Think Of

Who Could Ever Replace

My Zawji’s Grace

And Tender-Sweet Love

That I’ve Never Felt

And Never Dreamed Of

But This Is The Day

When the Truth Becomes Manifest

There Is NO GREATER LOVE

To This I Can Attest

So, Scurry on little Lizard.

My Bibi’s on his way

To take me and Court me

And soon his Queen make me.

We’ll sit on the levee

And watch the Sunrise.

He’ll fall on one knee

And look deep in my eyes

The answer is “YES!”

Always, “Emphatically YES!”

“There is no other Brother

You are the Only Best.”

The Long Wait is Over.

Here Comes My Bridegroom.

So Dashing, So Handsome

And as Bright As the Moon.

He’s Humming a Tune

And SMILES WHEN HE SEES ME

I rush out to meet him

He joyously greets me.

Together we turn

Toward Congo Square,

And all of the music and dancing

And Black People there.

Friends and Family

Awaiting Their King

Filled With Joy

He Finally Won His Queen!!!

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HAPPY BIRTHDAY, MY TRUE LOVE!!!

I LOVE YOU!!!

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