I love her
Shortest love story ever
The thing is
She sets me free
Makes me think
Takes my rudeness
And forgives me
Even when I screw up
She's special
A tad unique
This poem is for her
Pray she likes it
Hope she won't get mad
That it took me so long to
Get around to putting
Pen on paper
She's electric
Somewhat eccentric
A good chef
Trying baking
Wants a tin which she needs
So she drives at 80
Down deserted streets
Smoking like a chimney
Loving like a gypsy
I know her family
They're swell
I hope they like me
Of late I'm a tough guy to like
And Chris Martin tells me
I shouldn't lose her
I hope I don't
Thank you for reading about us
There really is a lot more to say
But I don't have words to say it yet
Watch this space
The Bilge Master
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