I Am Out Of Words My Dear Poem by Quir Diing Jr.

The long road down George's Drive
I was poor in love
Your silver- diamond wares burnt my axon
The most beautiful mare of my gentlehood
You were in purplish- pink top that I die whenever i sight it.
I am a no- ordinary man of my age
I need a treasure in you my beautiful doe
'Cause what is sauce for the goose is sauce for the gander.

I will ride you to the earnest to one of the chariots
King Arthur owns.
I will send you the rose of your choice
Of which I know vermilion can make do of your heart
Roberts' chocolates are the key sweetness to our outing
Down Dead Sea Beach,
I will take you as far as Mars
Can we visit Hawaii?
Or Marie Byrd's land in the forbidden Antarctica.

I will kneel down in front of you
On the highest mountain earth knows
And the Great Walls of China will bear me witness
There I will open the diamond ring,
Product of Orloff mine.
And I will ask you like the pigeon does.
Will you marry me?