Just sent you a 6 line poem not enough
You always fill my mind you are my love
Equipped to narrate our journey
This is tipped romance that i'm learning
Ready to write a book about us
You were in my sights now we're thus
Papa's best worker electrician plumber
Was his daughter in law quite a number
But she left my uncle for a man who owns rigs
I became unbuckled to injured heads
My prayer was depressed to end it all
That was a mess it was a bunch of bull
I made a trophy when i was in that wreck
But on this globe i'm a tiny, tiny speck
You are my heart you fill it up
You play your part you fill my cup
i love you,
michael"DEE"house
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