hey Liz abeth
that feeling that gets me dizzy.
J-nisi!.......so twas your love... Missy!
Hey!...liz..abeth, ...albeit i be sassy
still you be my friend,...no daunting fiend.
despite my complexities, my intricacies,...my multi-faces,
my spite, my laxities, in many cases,....and without basis.
without, they see the holistic me
however, from within you placate the caustic me.
the dye that tints and shades the blemished me.
the eye that sees and wards the erring me
see the polished me?
yes! she schooled me.
you see the handsome me
because she powdered me.
hush!...my crush...my blush...my "dutch"
she's stylish....she's posh
her elegance... a gush
and as such, i get as much.
may your heights be lofty
your bites..... a bounty,
always at ease like in mufti
looking sixteen even at fourthy
it delights me to the marrow
that we got no sorrow to nurse on the morrow
Anike, how she cares.
how she makes me stand and stare!
happy birthday my joy!
love you to the bone!
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