Something Sort of Grandish

Something sweet Something sort of grandish Sweeps my soul When thou art near My heart feels So sugar cand-ish My head feels So ginger beer Something so darish So I don't care-ish Stirs me from limb to limb It's so terrifish Magnifish Delish To have such an amorish Glamorish Dish We could be Oh so bride and groomish Skies could be So bluish blue Life could be So loving-bloomish If my ishes could come true Thou art sweet Thou art sort of grandish Thou outlandish cavalier From now on We're hand in handish Romeo (and Guenevere!) Thou art so adorish Toujours l'amour-ish I'm so "cherchez la femme" Why should I vanquish Relinquish Resish? When I simply relish this hellish condish I might be Manishish or mouse-ish I might be A fowl or fish But with thee I'm Eisenhows-ish Please accept my proposish You're under my skin-ish, so Please be give in-ish, or It's the beginnish of the finish of me