Hey Liz Abeth

Lizzy, ...easy, 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 age gracefully Anike, how she cares. how she makes me stand and stare! happy birthday my joy! love you to the bone!