Mushy Stuff
My wife said write a love poem
So that's what I will do
Someone said that roses are red
Or was it violets are blue?
Oh well, you understand my meaning
You know what I'm trying to say
Your eyes are like a pickled beet
So stop looking at me that way
Your kiss is like a bathroom plunger
Each time you suck my face
Your smile looks like a circus clown
That came from outer space
Your breath smells like an armpit
That brings me to my knees
Your hair is like a brillo pad
As stiff as a summer breeze
Your voice is like a banshee in heat
My wife say's, "That's Enough!!!"
I tried to tell her I don't know how
To write this mushy stuff
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