He's mine

He’s mine   Given you’ve heard on the grapevine Trust me; it was like God’s design The time for my noon clock to chime I know he’s a catch, I mean I still pine I understand why you’d whine But please don’t cross the line I don’t owe any girl a dime I have told you like I told the other nine Trust me; I won’t waste your time I mean, do I have a contract to sign I’ve said this a thousand times He’s mine         _ Emodi Ifeyinwa(lifeline poet)