You know, any guy can be romantic one day of the year. But it takes a true gentleman to be romantic 43 days later with no explanation why. As a result, I now present the gift of poetry to all of my sassy fine readership:
I wrote you a poem
O honey that's sassy fine
In hopes that my rhyming
Would help you be mine
Your hair is so shiny
And usually short or long
And I'd like to remind you
That your ex-boyfriend did you wrong
I once was asked
If you were more fine or more sassy
I said I couldn't
Because you are so classy
I'd rather talk to you
Than to spend hours on video games
Because compared to your adventures
Shooting aliens is lame
I could go on for hours
Describing your awesomeness so
But now I realize this poem
Would have been better six weeks ago
P.S. If you were wondering who I was thinking of when writing this (and are also a honey), then the answer is "you, specifically".
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