§trawberry Love

Of foods there are things that taste oh so sour,
and others that taste oh so sweet.
Some taste quite indifferent, that is for sure,
But I know the type I like to eat.

Sweet foods are the ones that I find most delish,
The ones that give cavities....
I like vegetables, and meat, chips and fish,
but with sweet ones I am most pleased.

Pavlova, and cake, with chocolate on top,
are some that make me salivate.
and lollies and cookies and sugar and pop...
Oh, I think much too much now I ate.

And ice-cream,mmmmmmm, a favourite of mine,
and fruits, I find make me merry.
Pineapple and grapes, bananas are fine,
but none I love much as §trawberry.

"What is this?" you say, strawberries are good,
but that looks like a funny "s".
I chuckled quite low, and nodded my hood,
Yes, that is what makes it the best....

You see this §trawberry don't grow in the garden,
where she grew it was inside a womb.
And it's because of her that I don't beg my pardon
when I feel faint as I swoon.

Lovely as they come, and much more divine,
than those fruits with the seeds out their skin...
She is lovely with cheese, and red or white wine,
but what's best about her is within.

When you open her up, she is soft deep inside,
with a heart far more precious than gold.
She's a wonderful friend in whom to confide,
with her arms onto you she will hold.

She's loving and caring, and sweet, that's for sure,
A sweeter one you'd never find.
So sweet that, in fact, you will just want more.
And more, and more, if you don't mind!

This §trawberry, she is the one that I love,
An angel I would never eat.
For I feel she has been sent down from above,
To make my life ever more sweet.

And when I get my chance, and I pray God I will,
To meet her face-to-face, in the flesh,
And feasting on her, hoping I'll never fill,
I'll rejoice, making a "pleasure mess."

§trawberry is obviously someone I love very very much.
She is a woman of great beauty in every sense of the
word, both outside and in.   The blessings I have received
in the time I have known her are too numerous to count,
but that does explain why she is so easy to fall in love
with once you get to know her.   I love you §trawb...
 


 
 
 


 
 
 


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