a little thing called love.

it crept up on me.
you see.

quiet as a fox.

and then

for the
longest time

it was doing a funky dance
right in front of my face.

what the cuss.

i've never seen that before.

that's how it does it folks.

it was right there
right in front of my face.

before i knew what it was.

but it was love.

a funny little thing.

but

i love you.

HA HA HA
HA HA HA HA HA HA
HA HA
HA HA HA HA
HA HA HA HA HA.
those hater poems make me laugh...
old lya
you were funny.
hahahahaha.
oh gosh.
if only i could stop.
come on now.
cut it out.
seriously..
oh wow...
good thing she died.

cause that could've gotten smelly.