Poem...

Jul 25, 2005 14:50

A horribly written poem to the best man in my life (besides my dad and Jesus)

Sometimes when I feel blue
All I have to do is pick up the phone and talk to you.
You make my life complete
no other person in this world could compete.
I adore you for so many reasons
and enjoy how you get crazy over holiday seasons.
I love it when we eat with chopsticks
and how you help me steal Colin Meloy's Guitar Picks.
You accompany me to see Joanna Newsom
Even though you think her music is kinda gruesome.
You love me even though I drink the Juice of a Pickle
and sometimes act rather fickle.
We make up songs that involve corn
that help bring a smile to my face when I am forlorn,
Sometimes I try to convince you to take me to see Jeff Tweedy
even though I realize that might be kind of greedy.
One time we talked and went to Chipotle
and it reminds me of Spain when we would yell Ole!
I know you think Asian porn is blazin
but please remember that you are Caucasian!!

Love,

Teresa
p.s. I know Kerlin would be proud of this poem ;)

Edit! The best poem I have ever gotten from a male...Ever
Sometimes when I feel pink,
I remember the saying, " you made me ink"
You make my life complete,
just like a bed and its sheet,
I adore you for a special reason,
and that is for our unusual teasin,
I also love when we eat with chopsticks,
Good Lord I can't believe you stole Colin Meloy's Guitar Picks.
Joanna Newsom's voice is gruesome,
Even though her last name should be spelled NewsomE.
I enjoy going to concerts with you.
Just remember your allergies so pack some tissue.
Jeff Tweedy who's he in that hat?
All I know of is the one that says, " I think I saw a puddy cat."
Just remember the fun we had,
Cuz I ain't you baby's dad!

Love Always,
Nathan
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