A bouquet of flowers,
Or the calm of the woods
I felt one eyed willy in my rib
In an instant you became the minute man
In my midwinter dream
I smile and then I kiss your neck
As you whisper, honey “I hope you’re not upset.
Darn! I am so ashamed of this one minute man.
Viagra is all I can say…..to you
I still love you. Happy Birthday