If I were a streetlamp I'd light up the night
Whenever my sweet Bogey came into sight.
If I were a candle, I'd light up the room,
Inhaling your body's delightful perfume.
You know what eu de toilette water does to me
especially when you lift your hairy leg to pee pee
If I were a chair where you happened to sit,
All of my senses would just throw a fit,
Especially if it smelled a little of doggie spit (this is a NICE poem, PEOPLE
)
Because where you'd touch me, you'd set me afire,
You're hot, and you burn me with love and desire.
All of my senses--sight, smell and touch
Are screaming at me: "I love you so much!"
My feelings are potent, and I want you to know
The more that I know you, the stronger they grow.
I will kill you a
even though it's not my style
I 'd prefer to just crawl into a Cloud 9 and cuddle a while.
I'm begging you, please, to tell me you're mine
My luscious, my perfect, my sweet Valentine.
Then we can tell that Trixie Belle what awaits her just over the next ridge
is actually a big inviting and very high bridge
