A shoulder to lean on
Broad arms that could warm up
Thought what the future would bring up
Hope can't go on,
If so restart by signing up
At the reception of mutual affection
On the counter of a firm liaison
Perceived with no complex reason
Don't leave without passing on my administration
No one can't duplicate my savior
Administrator of my very behavior
My behavior toward you, zebra
Cause of whether we interact
Must be blind to skip that fact
Blessed to say I don't lack
No lack of love and caring
Go back and saw your slacking
My mom is the pro Duchess from all the passing.