My girl and I have reached month six
We cannot cook but we love to mix
Without the use of pots and pans
All of our various 'I love you more thans...'
With Golden Retrievers
'Give me your hung'
'I took a noodle'
and 'Mung mung mung mung'
Days at work with Pabby
Are gone and left behind
I ate my golden monkey
And the Dove girl's left me blind
I love no other but my little dumpling
But I get in trouble for golden something
I do the 'Little Teapot poses'
Or give reserve blankets and red roses
We eat anything our hearts wishes
I love my beef and potato dishes
As much as wearing my Dawne sock
And my girl normally craves my...
Whether it's dumplings or eggplant
Hot chocolate or toast
A mocha or latte-
I love YOU the most
Please forgive me for the troubles
They sometimes come in doubles
Most times, I'm running slowly
But without you I'd be lonely
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.I would like to translate this poem