My Dear Rosie

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Oh Miss O’ Donnell, or shall I call you Rosie?
I am your greatest admirer, but perhaps you do not know me.

Ever since I laid my eyes on your beautiful, elegant face,
I could not help but to be obsessed with your infinite grace.

I know not where to begin to describe your splendor,
your silky smooth hair or your stunning figure?

It is probably your shrill and screeching voice that I am most infatuated,
when your vocal chords caress my ear drums I feel as if sedated.

It was your liberal standpoints that boosted The View’s ratings,
the fact that the show remains on air without you is purely amazing.

But you do not know that I exist or that I am even alive
if you are not in my presence, how can I possibly survive?

I shall not worry, I will be in your life
And soon you will be my new wife





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