Complaining Like Two Mild Kittens Lost In the Litter-A Love Letter To Karla

Dear Karla, I have a small confession. Forgive this pouring of my heart. I cherish America, where we first met. The moment I clapped eyes on you, I knew you were going to be a false wife. Recently, I have began to regard you as much more than just a false wife. My feelings for you intensified when I saw you dancing in the moonlight. With another guy I was further wowed by your tremendous daring dancing skills. You have fingers like lonely carrots sprouting waving just above ground and the most amazing heart I've ever seen. When I look at you, I just want to caress those lonely carrot fingers and hug that amazing heart. You're so special with your wild ways. The way you handle your tacky best friend shows great diligence and temperance. Oh, still you are yet lovely. I know that to you I'm just a delightful partner but I think we could be happy together, complaining like two mild kittens. Please, say you'll be mine Karla! All my love Jamaz 8/11/20 written word by James Edward Lee Sr. 2020 ©