If nothing else is true,
my favorite cave to hide in’s you.
I’m willing to bet my canoe,
the safest barge I’ll boarded’s you.
I’m not getting a tattoo,
but I like the permanence ’a you.
I can’t stand the way you chew
like a panda crunches bamboo.
We can make our grand debut
after this trial year’s through.
Did I mention the way you chew?
I just won’t watch when you do.
Please don’t go online and spew,
I don’t feel safe digesting you.
No need for a hullabaloo.
It’s not that cold in my igloo.
When your mind says, “Achoo!”
How do you make someone unglue?