Insanely in Love With You

A widdle wub poem: I mean everything I say

“Find a good woman and treat her right”
That’s what my old ‘ball coach said—
So I laced up, took the field,
“Put me in, babe, I’m ready to play.”

I was a Sméagol, lost in the dark,
She was a fish— so juicy sweet

No, a cat— but not a catfish
I gave her the ring I found,
And she wields it with virtue true.

Now it’s lavender kisses,
Marshmallow forests,
And Champagne waterfalls—
I’m fall-lalalala-ing deeper each day.

The greatest adventure is what lies ahead.
When some days are foxholes,
I share them with a vixen voluptuous,
And the trench becomes a moat —
For the castle of our love.