Said the night bird

The early bird may get the worm

but the late bird gets them thrice.

(Worms wearing pajamas

taste very, very nice).

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!!”

Lovenote

You’re the apple of my eye

and the potato of my knee.

If you were a global conglomerate

I’d be your franchisee.