I love you more than taking out the trash
And more than when my itch becomes a rash

I love you more than doing dishes
And more than when death greets my fishes

I love you more than changing my cat’s litter
And more than when my tea is bitter

I love you more than lukewarm bath water
And more than dragging a lamb to slaughter

I love you more than long line-ups
And more than a child loves dead pups