O Ye Who Art Loverly
A school teacher
A chemistry preacher
A loverly creature
And more!
With beautiful hair
Eyes that glitter and glare
She spins here and there
No one knows what for!
She laughs at dessert
In love she's been hurt
I tried to have her (for a spurt)
But luck wasn't mine...
She's simply too grand
Writing hilarious odes and
Observations on Estonia, her homeland
It's too bad she gave up wine.
What comedy would issue
What things would she do?
What chaos would ensue
From a drunk Spinnerette?
Men would fall over themselves to save her
She's attractive already and if in danger she were
A damsel in distress she'd be, I aver
Worth saving more than any princess yet.
Here, then, to Spinning Girl
For her Eleventy Umpteenth Birthday, a twirl
Or a dance is the least she deserves from any churl
Though I'm too far away.
I merely have a poem from the heart
For the woman who took mine, briefly, with her feminine art
And though we be miles and years apart,
In my mind I'm with you today.
I wish you many more, filled with time with whatever man upon whom you bestow your grace.
XOXOXO *pinch*
-B.O.B.I.
A chemistry preacher
A loverly creature
And more!
With beautiful hair
Eyes that glitter and glare
She spins here and there
No one knows what for!
She laughs at dessert
In love she's been hurt
I tried to have her (for a spurt)
But luck wasn't mine...
She's simply too grand
Writing hilarious odes and
Observations on Estonia, her homeland
It's too bad she gave up wine.
What comedy would issue
What things would she do?
What chaos would ensue
From a drunk Spinnerette?
Men would fall over themselves to save her
She's attractive already and if in danger she were
A damsel in distress she'd be, I aver
Worth saving more than any princess yet.
Here, then, to Spinning Girl
For her Eleventy Umpteenth Birthday, a twirl
Or a dance is the least she deserves from any churl
Though I'm too far away.
I merely have a poem from the heart
For the woman who took mine, briefly, with her feminine art
And though we be miles and years apart,
In my mind I'm with you today.
I wish you many more, filled with time with whatever man upon whom you bestow your grace.
XOXOXO *pinch*
-B.O.B.I.
posted by B.O.B.I. at 3:28 PM
9 Comments:
Bobi, you're so sweet. *smooches on the cheek*
That poem crashed my browser for some reason.
[i]Owww, my browser![/i]
Waaaaaah!
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Thank you so much, sweet lil' babe.
xo
SG
p.s. I love the fact that directly below a poem about me is a gigantic cock. That's fitting, somehow.
Ack, SG! Don't cry!
::tries to wipe tears away tenderly::
You'll make me break down, too!
But there's good news! No, I didn't save money on my car insurance by switching to Geico (rotten lying finks), but the real present is coming along much more smoothly than I expected! I hope to have it down by tomorrow night.
I, too, think my cock to be a fitting "addition" to my thoughts on you and your birthday. It certainly contributed some of the feelings embedded in your present.
ok i may only have a 17" monitor but i just whipped out the ruler and your cock is only 1 1/4". Some manhood.
...and yes, I did just whip out a ruler.
not knowing you tolbs i'm sure that it was a slide rule
muahaha I WISH I had a slide rule. I envy those who do.
where did this come from???
I thought you and sg were fini?
I suppose your flame will always burn
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