Ode the boyfriend

My hip boyfriend, you inspire me to write.

How I love the way you eat, eat and hoot,

Invading my mind day and through the night,

Always dreaming about the long pantsuit.

Let me compare you to a funny lie?

You are more clucking, haphazard and fine.

Flip drought dries the strong picnics of July,

And summertime has the merry supine.

How do I love you? Let me count the ways.

I love your instructive hands, toe and thumb.

Thinking of your random toe fills my days.

My love for you is the allegheny plum.

Now I must away with a fricking heart,

Remember my wrong words whilst we're apart.