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crazy about U

I am crazy about everything you do

and say

I am crazy about your do do

and save it for gardening day

I even save your Wee Wee

mix it with my coffee

YOu are my Inspiration

Your Farts are Musical and

elicit fond thoughts of rare

and exotic cheeses

I am crazy about your drug experiences

and gladly perform CPR for fourty five minutes until

you come around.

I fight your windmills right by your side

and tell your boss he is a jack ass for firing you,

right-to-his-face

and slash his tire, to boot,

only to get chased by cops

and almost get caught

But it is all in a days work for my love to you

and when my paycheck comes in the mail, I wait for your call,

to take you shopping, for fancy clothes.

They are special for you too as I never see you wear them.  And you insist I leave the tags on and give you the reciept.

All to complete the moment, for future memories of our greif times together, for as soon as we have left the store,

an emergency comes up, and you insist I have to drive off and leave you alone, as you had a bad memory of your past,

I respect that.  That is a special part of you

Then one day my check did not arrive, I called my company, and it was just a glitch, they would make it up on the next pay check,

But you were furious, and I can appreciate that, it gives an extra quality to get to know another's personality, and yes, you can borrow my car, and just in case the police stop you, give you the signed title.

I have been looking forward to going green and getting back on my bike for a long time, and it was you, special you, who helped me reach my goals.

And that is what LOVE is for. To help each other reach our mutual goals, and I can understand that you had an accident, I only am happy and relieved you were not hurt, not even a scratch, and the tow truck driver was able to tow away the wreck with no cost to you, in exchange for the title.

And our separation, until my next paycheck helps me appreciate how much I need you.  

How much I need you.


But I don't know how to say this, my love,

Please, understand, somehow,

I met a partner to ride my bike with, her name is Amanda,

and I don't know  how to say this, but I am going to have to postpone our scheduled shopping trip together, you see,

you , see, Amanda is giving a poetry reading, and she asked, well, she asked if I could come, for moral support, and, well,

I am sorry, I accepted.
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