Tuesday, February 13, 2007

You Know Me So Well

If I called you Alice instead of Al,
would you still be my pal?

In loving you I love the truth
and lament my youth.

(I typed "use" and out came "sue."
Here are more names we can sue.
Jack is one, Jane is two.)

I was your Jane.
You were my Jack.
You rode my back.
I entered your brain.

1 Comments:

Anonymous Jacques Strahp said...

It's been a while
and you're my crocodile.
You may have hair and no teeth
or teeth and no hair,
but whether you're clothed or bare
you'll alway be my Molly
and I'll always be the thief
of your halo.
Golly!
PS I prefer your ass to J. Lo.

11:13 PM  

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