Sweet as Butternut Pie
Here’s a love poem, for you. If you’re the kind of guy who usually sweeps your girl with a fancy dress event, a dimly lit but classy dinner, and maybe something exotic to the taste or delicately blooming, you can take a few suggestions from this fellow and really open her eyes.
I now have a tear leakin’ outta my eye.
Them poems are sweet, lak a fresh rhubarb pie.
Wow, you do that well! Playing on going pro with your poetry?