i'm already taken

my little third grade hand wrote, "i love you" on a note of yellow paper, and sent it to, the front of the room to a, little blonde-haired girl. the blonde-haired girl just opened it, and read it to herself, i was so embarrassed when she turned around and said: i'm already taken, you spoke up to late, i love somebody else, so you'll just have to wait, the years flew by so quickly, and there we were in junior high, i realized that i still loved her so. so i called her up and told her -, exactly how i felt, then she said: there's something that you really ought to know: i'm already taken, you spoke up to late, i love somebody else, so you'll just have to wait, so wait i did, and never changed my love, for that little blonde-haired girl- who's now the mother, of our little blonde-haired boy - who's to our hearts so close, i hate to think how fast he's growing up. last night i overheard them, as she tucked him into bed, he said: mommy, will you marry me?, and this is what she said: i'm already taken, you spoke up to late, i love your daddy, son, so you'll just have to wait. i'm already taken, you spoke up to late, i love your daddy, son, so you'll just have to wait.