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Love my family.

Love my guy.

Love my kids. 

Sweet as peaches pie.

Where’s my hearts?

Where’s my flowers?

I’ve been waiting hours and hours.

Hearts and flowers are where?

Lost in the supply chain?

That’s insane.

The loss is my gain!

I’ll take a tiramisu instead. 

One that I don’t have to share, 

while I’m sitting in my pink underwear.

This is my silly love poem.

Not a heavy tome.

Lovey dovey, lovey dovey, lovey dovey,

Most of the time.

(Only Joking Space Cowboy)

Just a funny lil’ love rhyme 

will stop my heart on a dime. 

Every time!

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