Sometimes I wanna wear you like a cloak,
Hugging tight,  as if I am cold...
Sometimes I wanna hang you on a rack,
Feeling sweaty and need some air..

At times I feel you are sweet,
And my diabetes  makes me wanna eat,
At times, you are a hot 'cross' bun,
I silently drop you till someone takes the brunt.

There are times,  you make me feel mushy,  tear some,
And at times,  you make me worrisome,
Yet few times,  I feel like kidnapping you and demand a ransom.
Other times, I wanna a hold on to you and pay lump sum.

It will all be over this lifetime,
So let's do some over time...
Let us laugh, fight, **** and like
Like today is the last day left, of our lives.