Thursday, August 19, 2010

Thursday, August 19, 2010

This is no bull,
You are truly good for me.
As if you’re the opposite of salmonella
You’ll never make me sickly.

You’re as delicious to the eye
As a fresh club sandwich
After a rough round of golf,
Except you’re not snooty; never a bitch.

Sometimes I want to peel you like a banana
And see your soul laid bare.
But sometimes I crack you like an egg
And that’s hardly fair.

Now I promise to be gentle
You have my word.
We can hand-feed each other
Like two nurturing birds.

So fly south with me
Like a swan on the Pacific.
We’ll see all places from the air,
Together, we’ll be terrific.

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