There's something in my eye.

Apr 07, 2008 19:52

I was having a bad day because my co-worker, a women twice as old as me, was using her experience and wonderfully intelligent, calm phone voices [yah, like, how dare she] to book 4-5 appointements more than I was doing with my baby voice. And feeling generally disheartened by my scheduale for this week.

But then I checked the mail after work and wifey betsyli had sent me a 'YAY YOU!' card from Montreal. And so I open up my heart. And rhyme, Teen!pop style.

When the night has come,
and the room is dark
I don't think pervy thoughts [unlike pints], I think of you
I don't cry, I don't cry
[Nooo, I only cry after CL games]
Because I know, that's not our thang, that's not how we do
Wifey, Wifey, thanks for the card
Oh thanks, for the smile
That you put in my heart
Yes, it's true
Your my boo
This one's for you
The sky is blue
Soft-porn on youtube
Chickens stock comes from cubes
Die, Juve, die--um.
Sorry, my ~flow~ is kind of restricted at the moment.

Seriously though, thank you sweetheart. Every word you've written inside means so much to me. Ti amo.

crackcolumbia, wifey, love love love

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