I sat down to write you poem,but forgot what I wanted to say.
That's nothing to worry about,
it happens every day.
OK, I lied about that.
What I really meant to say,
it's nothing to worry about,
it happens several times a day.
Well, I'm really off track now,
and I remembered what I wanted to say.
I love you with all my heart,
and think of you every day.
No... several times a day.
(and here are some roses...)
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