deep in Gawguh, yo’ daddy
Sez “Daym boy, I’m proud!”

Every time I say/
goodnight, I’m one step closer/
to saying hello.
Must I wait ’til it/
snows in Chattanooga to/
kiss someone like you?
Bridget Jones’ Diary Snow Kiss
I hope she gives me/
another chance to dance and/
not get scared away.
That he is humbled/
by the great lake’s waters shows/
how he is immersed.
Oh shit! They fit so/
anatomic perfect!/
I don’t want to know.