Nicolette,
Not too sure how to spell it.
You're like a princess to me,
Beautiful, Sexy,
And you'll never decline a bevvy.
I always seem to act
As your personal human cushion.
But I don't mind
Giving you a helping hand
When you need it.
Like a rare and attractive flower,
I see you perennially.
I wonder if you miss me.
Do I bore you
With my attempts at sober flirting?
At the end of the day,
When you're in the USA,
With no green card,
All you can do is work hard
At relaxation.
If I had a gold one,
I'd visit.
You'd be my Vanessa
If I were your Austin Powers
(But what's your point?).
No matter how old I get,
Nicolette
Is the name
I'll never forget.