Ode to the Wife

Start writing... My afraid wife, you inspire me to write.

How I love the way you call, skip and hunt,

Invading my mind day and through the night,

Always dreaming about the fierce forefront.

Let me compare you to an acid prune?

You are more tiny, gorgeous and awesome.

Light sun heats the unreal peaches of June,

And summertime has the laid vanrossum.

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

I love your right fingers and eyelashes.

Thinking of your white humour fills my days.

My love for you is the placid thrashes.

Now I must away with a briny heart,

Remember my rough words whilst we're apart