Questions

Questions oh questions, 

So many to ask. 

But I can’t seem to choose one,

Let’s see, I could ask,

How are you or how’s the weather?

What’s your name and favorite color?

What are you doing here or who’s your mother?

What's your favorite season, mines summer?

Are you happy, and do you suffer?

Are you a cop who is undercover?

Are you an athlete, if so are you a runner?

Do you have any siblings, a sister or brother?

What’s your favorite meal, for me it’s supper?

Do you work a job as a Plumber?

Do you think you would be the one first to click the buzzer?

Wait, don't go, please don’t leave me like the others. 

I still have so many questions to ask you.