Love Letter

. My dear miss Camella, you move with such grace, And your lips are so sweet, flies swarm round your face When you first smiled at me, i foolishly grinned. Then you puffed out both cheeks, and loudly broke wind. Like a ship of the desert, with a camel hair coat. Just letting off steam, with a double bass note. It was love at first sight, despite all of my spots. For the touch of my leopard skin, gave you the hots. I love how you swagger, on oversize feet. While those knobbly knees, makes my heart skip a beat. Or the way that you squint, with a glint in your eyes. When you spit from ten paces, and pick off sand flies. Well now i must tell you, i'm going to propose, If you will say yes, and wear my ring through your nose. We could be a couple, and create our own kid. While it would be unique, to raise a goofy hybrid. I'm sure that we could, if we tried very hard. Well, whoever has heard of a camelopard. Please don't take the hump, i'm not having a laugh. But maybe our baby, could be a giraffe. So my dearest Camella, please make me your beau. I am yours, ever faithful, your handsome Leo. 11/ 5/ 2017. If it is of interest to anyone, a camelopard is an archaic word for a giraffe.