The Little Blue Man «“ Betty Johnson

One morning when I was out shopping

Though you’ll find it hard to believe

A little blue man came out of the crowd

And timidly tugged at my sleeve.

«I wuv you! I wuv you!» said the little blue man

«I wuv you! I wuv you to bits.»

«I wuv you!» He loved me said the little blue man

And scared me right out of my wits.

I hurried back to my apartment

I rushed in and I closed the door

But there on the desk stood the little blue man

Who started to tell me once more

«I wuv you! I wuv you!» said the little blue man

«I wuv you! I wuv you to bits.»

«I wuv you!» He loved me said the little blue man

And scared me right out of my wits.

For weeks after that I was haunted

Though no one could seehim but me

Right by my side was the little blue man

Wherever I happened to be.

One evening in wild desperation

I rushed to a rooftop in town

And over the side pushed the little blue man

Who sang to me all the way down

«I wuv you! I wuv you!» said the little blue man

«I wuv you! I wuv you to bits.»

«I wuv you!» He loved me said the little blue man

And scared me right out of my wits.

I whispered, «Thank goodness that’s over!»

I smiled as I hurried outside

But there on the street stood the little blue man

Who said with a tear in his eye

«I don’t wuv you anymore!»