The Beauty Of Her Love (Holey - Moley) Poem by mark jarrad

Her love it knows no boundaries
I buy for her a cat
My darling keeps a basking shark
In her woolly hat...!
How many sticklebacks
Are beat up by the frogs?
My dearest keeps her worn out stones
Underneath her logs..!
Her touch is like a million tons of rubble from the moon
To charm a thousand dragonflies, like buckshot as they swoon..!
I walked across the ocean, to please her for a while
Out in the antarctic, zebra's que-ing for a smile...!
My darling sweet lips octopus..oh come and marry me...
But dog said '! FORBID IT '..so i'll have to wait and see...!
Or shack up with a tortoise, whose name is ' ethel by the weight '
I think i have...should go now..she always makes me late...!
I've been awake for twenty years, my eyebags getting deep
Roley -poley...holey -moley...
The End... i'm fast asleep...!