So Mrs. "C" let me know that I hadn't written her a poem since "that big tree in the yard was a sapling."
This was weird because we are treeless, but we all have our delusional moments. Hell, I occasionally think I am the King of Portugal. Anyway, I gathered up all my romantic energy and came up with:
"I loved you then.
I love you today,
Even though your butt
Is now Ginormous."
It did bring tears to her eyes as she gently dabbed her peepers. She became so overwrought with emotion that she started punching me. This is common when one gets so overcome emotionally that they act inappropriately. Even to me, a patient with a healing stump!
Maybe I will try another, but get youse opinions first:
"Roses are red.
Violets are blue.
And you still
Have nice hooters!"
I bet she'll be pleased. Wimmin love a compliment...