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Thursday, April 12, 2012

Ode To...

There has been a request that I post the most dubious love poem I have ever created so that the whole world may read it. And so, with out further ado~


Smooth white skin
Always cool to the touch

Sweat beads off your back
Like the dew of a morning flower

You require so little, yet
The support you give me
Is incomparable

My animals adore you
Which means I must trust you

Through sickness and health
Like a marriage vow

My gratitude knows no bounds
My love, my Toilet.

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