Hey there, pretty poet
Since you're here
You feeling tyred?
Need a break?
Welp, buckle up!
Cause' we're gonna roll!
(Hope you don’t brake into fits putt-putt-putt!)
Whether it's on the long run,
or just a minor tummy ache,
we got your rear!

Cough, cough
Now, let's change views
Or we might just get wheelie out of tow-pick!

Aah, the evening sky!
Earthereal as ever!
I’m falling for its beauty!
Why don't you log a jog!
Don't worry, we'll be rooting for you!
(Just don't fern-get the packet of dove-ritos I asked for)

Whew! Talk about a cherry over the top!
I think you’ve got some abs baking in your oven, hot-***!
Bet you're hungry!
Don't beat around the bush,
Just cut to the cheese!
I’m an eggs-pert cook, y’know!

Holy guacomoli! Don’t stare at me with those plumpy-eyes!
Just listen to my porks for now,
It’ll crack you up.


Okay, that was fan-tabulous!
The food? Mwah! Tele-iciois!
Words can't desk-cribe my love for it~

Anyways, I think it’s about
Time we wrap it up!
Take a seat, ***,
And list-en to what I say,
Before you bunk down

You are loved
You are chaired
Sometimes, it might be hard
to comp-rehend things,
But that's okay,
It'll work out!
Don't forget,
From clearing up the mess
To express-ing your thoughts,
We've got you covered!
Because
In this world of atomic stars,
You matter!
And in our hearts,
Of a bonfire of love
You are always home.

Irritable bowels.
I'm dressed in only towels.

As my face is scanned,
I have a better hand.

A compliment is hushed.
I guess I'm straight flushed.

I dress in brand new rags.
This rag dress brand is new.
Such clothes are meant for hags,
But I haggled closed a few.

I stood there well
But fell in a Well,
They pull me out
of the Well,
I stood there thinking;

Am I well?