She lightens my sadness,
She livens my days,
She bursts with a kind of madness
My well-ordered ways
My happiest mistake, the ache of my life
You must meet my wife
She bubbles with pleasure,
She glows with surprise,
Disrupts my accustomed leisure
And ruffles my ties
I don't know even now quite how it began
You must meet my wife, my Anne
One thousand whims to which I give in,
Since her smallest tear turns me ashen
I never dreamed that I could live in
So completely demented, contented a fashion
So sunlike, so winning,
So unlike a wife
I do think that I'm beginning
To show signs of life
Don't ask me how at my age one still can grow
If you met my wife, you'd know
Dear Fredrik,
I'm just longing to meet her
Sometime
She sparkles
How pleasant
She twinkles
How nice
Her youth is a sort of present
Whatever the price
The incandescentwhatthe
Light
of my life
You must meet my wife
Yes, I must I really must
Now
She flutters
How charming
She twitters
My word
She floats
Isn't that alarming
What is she, a bird
She makes me feel I'mwhat
A very old man
Yesno
No
But
I must meet your Gertrude
My Anne
SorryAnne
She loves my voice, my walk, my mustache,
The cigar, in fact, that I'm smoking
She'll watch me puff until it's just ash,
Then she'll save the cigar butt
Bizarre, but
You're joking
She dotes on
Your dimple
My snoring
How dear
The point is, she's really simple
Yes, that much seems clear
She gives me funny names
Like
Old Dry-as-Dust
Wouldn't she just
You must meet my wife
Yes, I must, yes, I must
A sea of whims that I submerge in,
Yet so loveable in repentance
Unfortunately still a virgin,
But you can't force a flower
Don't finish that sentence
She's monstrous
She's frightened
Unfeeling
Unversed
She'd strike you as unenlightened
No, I'd strike her first
Her reticence, her apprehension
Her crust
No
Yes
No
Fredrik
You must meet my wife
Let me get my hat and my knife
What was that
I must meet your wife
Yes, you must
Yes, I must