Hilarious

The origin of my mood grim

Lindy Loo? Oh how she’s dim!

Just yesterday said she on a whim:

“goodness gracious me you’re slim!

My oh my, how you look trim!

Have you frequented the gym?”

Aghast was I at this creature prim

with skin of marble porcelain.

Has Lindy Loo been on the Gin?

Before my mood (now grave and grim)

was shattered by a further synonym,

with face chagrin to Lindy dim:

“Ms. Loo…. I’ve lost a limb!!”

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Hilarious

Lover of her bodily functions

When you sneeze, oh the rapture!

To be showered post ah-choo.

A night heeding your nasal snores?

Spilleth over my love stew.

With each of your lurching hiccups

Oh how I do love you more.

To count your moles till the end of time?

Bliss, mon amour.

Your backsplash post garggle.

Your molars mid yawn.

With every scratch you satisfy

My world turns right from wrong.

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