Posted on: 2009-02-08
Oh, Mr Darcy
How he makes me sigh
My nerves are all a-flutter!
The very thought of him
Makes me weak at the knees
His dark, teasing eyes
Luscious, curly brown locks
And tall, noble physique
Quite the gentleman he is
Oh, Mr Darcy
But that is not all I hold dear!
Oh yes – his intellect and wit
Very endearing traits
I adore our conversations
Full of lighthearted banter
Regency men have a certain charm, you know
To be sure, Bingley is most agreeable
And Knightley the most considerate
Wentworth's another faithful fellow
But none compare to Mr Darcy
Oh, Mr Darcy
Only in dreams
And flights of fancy
Do I enjoy his company
Why can't I have my own Mr Darcy?