To My Husband: (9)

I’m going to try to go to bed soon, so this is the early edition:

 

Roses are red

Violets are blue

I love to write

My love for you
Okay…hold on, I think I threw up in my mouth a little. Way too sappy.

 

Roses are red

Violets are blue

You sometimes smell

Like Pepe Le Pew

 

Way better, but I’ll try to find a happy medium.

 

Roses are red

Violets are blue

Even though I tease

I actually love you

 

It may not win any awards, but I’ll stick with that one.

 

Love, Hobbler

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