So it's been 3 months here,
I still don't have all my gear.
But through all our lovin',
I've put a bun in Alice's oven.
We don't know how long ago,
Just that she is late on her flow.
We did a pregnancy test,
And the news came back the best.
So we tried 2 more,
Each time my jaw hit the floor.
All I know now is she is my one,
And it's time to start the fun.
So as poetfreak dies,
And everyone cries,
I let out tears of joy,
With a smile most coy.