this guy named harry.

I fell in love with that cold november,
and soon after came along december,
as i remeber it was the first tuesday at noon,
i was walking along and picked up a tune.

I'd never heard it before but it was kinda cool,
I made up some words about a lonely old fool,
he wandered the earth looking for love,
but in the end he froze to death because he forgot his gloves.

It made no sense and was a little scary,
more words came about a guy named harry,
he worked in a shop way down town,
always walked around the streets wearing his frown,
then one day he met a girl askin for the time,
he looked at his watch and looked at her and said quarter to nine,
and it's gettin awful late, mind if i walk you home,
and on their way there he wrote this stupid poem

Actually that was really good, I liked it alot, good job man.

Thanks, i just wrote it.

well done