The Bash
Friday, we poker;
Saturday, more silly fun;
Sunday, sad goodbye.
Hang? Oh yes, he can.
Gather ye, friends, around him -
The man, the legend.
Green and gold for me . . .
Your taste in skillets excels.
Next time, in Vegas.
Not-so-secret crush,
Hug me; now go write for me.
Breakfast? You? Anytime.
How do I love thee?
More than I say or you know.
More than I say or you know.
Hugs and kisses show.
Pebbles
Blue eyes smile always,
Tolerant Canadian.
Fine, outstanding wife.
Your lips, to die for.
Exuding confidence, charm,
She makes us ALL purrrrrr . . .
All woman and more,
A heart as big as her chest -
This girl knows her fun!
Tall, dark and handsome -
Fantastic taste in girlfriends.
I got my hug . . . you?
A giant teddy bear,
Yet properly indecent.
Loved the missus too!
Hands of a goddess,
Our bendy kissing bandit.
Little, yellow, . . . HOT!
Pipes men must die for,
Heart of gold and smile divine.
Love your "breakfast" choice.
Respectfully submitted,
The Wife
1 comment:
2 things I am jealous about:
1. Your face that close to Otis'
2. You've met the illusive Lil Bitchmore?!?!
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