Bones

Bones I watch once a week So that I can see. Creepy crawlies everywhere Plus a mystery. I gained some luck just recently And get to watch it seven. They air it now every night I think I must be in heaven. Hot cops and scientists Do not doubt their smarts. They pull a apart every clue It all tugs at your heart. Bones found from years ago Without a name or face. People dead for oh so long Looking for their race. Romance blooms between the ones That dig and search and find. Stress gets to to the point Where no one is too kind. Why can't they just give in To the lust between the two. Partners that work side by side They are lonely and are blue. So instead of digging for love They dig deep in the sand For fragments small and large Have to give them a hand. In the end I must say Bones is just my style. Detectives solving mysteries Always makes me smile.