“My darling Clarinda,
Clarinda, my dear”—
That’s what I am singing,
And singing with cheer.
My darling Clarinda,
Clarinda, my dove,
I’m singing and singing
With all of my love!
Your phone, it is jumping
Right out of your hand;
It feels my heart thumping
So joyous and grand!
You catch it and snatch it
Before it can hit,
With laughing, and shaking
Your head just a bit.
The power of love, oh,
Clarinda, my One,
It just keeps on growing
And never is done!
