Thursday, December 30, 2004

A love poem

Her: If I was a fish, would you fillet me?
Him: If you were a fish, I would be a fish, and we would swim upstream together.

Her: If I was a dog, would you kick me?
Him: If you were a dog, I would howl at the moon in your honour.

Her: If I was a nail, would you hit me?
Him: If you were a nail, my hands would bleed.

Her: If I was your wife, would you marry me?
Him: Again and again and again.

2 comments:

Anonymous said...

That's really nice. keep on writing

Quirkie said...

Hey thanks. Now I can enjoy my second cup of tea. I might even make my kids crepes.