I haven't quite figured out
what i'd be without you
maybe a chunk of hair and one shoulder
maybe a chunk of poo oozing on a boulder
maybe all that's left will be some files in a folder
either way i know i won't be much,
i can feel i'm getting colder

please don't take you away from me
we were most certainly meant to be
at first one might not be quite so convinced
but all you do is dive into the past a you'll get it it's a sinch
we sing together like no others sing
and what we sing, not just anything
grand ol songs which are both our favourites
one's i used to sing to myself at night
we love like no others love
stomping around like dinosaurs
or acting like we're human smores
or dancing arm in arm galore
unlike most, to you, these things are not a bore
we fit together like no others fit
the way your sweet hands fit in my mit
the way my face you consistently lit
the way you chomp me just a little bit
my dear sweet precious love kit
we treat others like no other two treat
we greet passerbyes with an odd hello
and discuss wishings of at them to throw jello
and wish to shake our fists to confuse
but just incase we try not to abuse
we write to eachother like no others write
spinning off rhymes in any light
there's a poem for all phases of our day
from mcdonalds to cereal to all things gay
because you make me happy in so many a way
i can't help but describe to you these happenings, so shway!
we fight with eachother like no others fight
in fact sometimes it's almost a delight
we aren't turned mad by things so trite
wouldn't argue over a tangled kite
but things that matter we do discuss
in a normal tone, sending my heart a mush
and although i now have to go to work
this list will continue though that may seem biserk

i love you forever and always my dear
whether you decide to stay far or near
i hope you choose the latter but whatever is best for you
i really hope you find the one that is true
i devote my efforts from every day forth to RARN
and hopefully that will fill her needs to the top
or i'll just have to throw myself into that manure barn.

frev.
jrarr