Ode to the King

My awesome king, you inspire me to write.

How I love the way you chirp, run and eat,

Invading my mind day and through the night,

Always dreaming about the active fleet.

Let me compare you to an afraid tune?

You are more antic, passionate and weird.

Laid sun heats the frantic peaches of June,

And summertime has the mantic crown beard.

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

I love your concerned ankle, arms and thigh.

Thinking of your ardent arms fills my days.

My love for you is the romantic guy.

Now I must away with an open heart,

Remember my eared words whilst we're apartStart writing...