My deep passion for you cannot compare
Even when you wear polka dot underwear
Harsh wind and rain try to bombard my day
But I am intoxicated by your way
I guess it’s okay that you’re not so smart
Your charm and your laugh weaken my heart
Your red curly locks, why they smell like socks
But I’m astound by your nose being so round
Freckles on your face may be your disgrace
But not in my case; for I do embrace
The love and warmth I dig from underneath
I fell for you as from a tree a leaf
One day you’ll understand, you’re not so bland
In fact, you’re the most grand in all the land