My Love

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My Love

"Oh, my dear love, you're quite the sight,

With your quirky ways and morning fright.

You wake me up with coffee spills,

And leave your socks on window sills.

You sing in the shower, off-key and loud,

And dance like a madman, totally proud.

Your jokes are terrible, your puns are worse,

But I’d trade none of it, not even a purse.

You claim to cook, but you burn every stew,

Your culinary skills are a humorous view.

Yet, despite these flaws, I must confess,

In my eyes, you’re simply the best.

Your mismatched socks and bedhead hair,

Are reminders that you are beyond compare.

The way you snore and hog the bed,

Are endearing quirks that I’ve come to dread.

You steal the covers and eat my fries,

But you’ve won my heart, much to my surprise.

So here’s to you, my love, my friend,

On whom I can always depend.

For even with your odd little ways,

You brighten my life in countless ways.

So let’s embrace the laughs and the mess,

In this crazy love, I must confess."

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