The Gift.
[Ultra-Exaggeration based on a true story]
Alas, my Timothy, I am carried away,
5 states from thou, my sweet love will stay.
I shall never forget the day that we spent,
Dost thou remember my English accent?
Alas, for your dark haired and rumpled toupee...
And when away you gracefully glide
Only to stop when this gift you spied,
My heart! My heart! Oh, how it sings,
It carries me off upon golden wings.
For days ever after I sat down and sighed....
O, my Sweet Timothy, your dearest gift to me,
Was the ravenest of jet, and darkest of ebony,
Smoother and sweeter than sugar or satin,
and utterly impossible more to blacken.
O, how thoughtful and kind, my dear Timothy!
[Written only to give you a laugh, dear Gabrielle! ;)]
Tip: Buy Molasses!
[Ultra-Exaggeration based on a true story]
Alas, my Timothy, I am carried away,
5 states from thou, my sweet love will stay.
I shall never forget the day that we spent,
Dost thou remember my English accent?
Alas, for your dark haired and rumpled toupee...
And when away you gracefully glide
Only to stop when this gift you spied,
My heart! My heart! Oh, how it sings,
It carries me off upon golden wings.
For days ever after I sat down and sighed....
O, my Sweet Timothy, your dearest gift to me,
Was the ravenest of jet, and darkest of ebony,
Smoother and sweeter than sugar or satin,
and utterly impossible more to blacken.
O, how thoughtful and kind, my dear Timothy!
[Written only to give you a laugh, dear Gabrielle! ;)]
Tip: Buy Molasses!