My baby’s got Curly red hair Shimmering eyes Freckles to spare Likes to play games

Elaborate mazes Of conjured phrases Tickle the ear Of literary peers But don’t read the type

Little chipper 'munk Primal, honest, cheeky, sweet Sugar in my ’shine

I have an idea Of who I’m s’posed to be And that’s the whole reason I’ve never been happy

I was born for this Reflexes like a puss Even when I’m pissed

You are eternal. Your essence will always exist. You will always be, You. Enjoy it!

If I had one wish And a pound weighed a ton I’d hope you’d know my heart And the extent of my love

We were formed In relation To this world Our creation

I saw you standing there so fine In dress real nice with man that’s… I wish I could just say to you I’d love you more than he could do

Mostly I want To be myself Something special To someone else

I like your spots I like your dots The things that make you different You’re not like them Pure specimen

It won’t be pretty the tears the snot the mess Lifetimes

My daughter said the other day I’m glad my father ran away So we could find relationship Without my mother ruining it

I don’t write poems for poets Flowery language, indulge us I break it down With a simpler sound And anything more would be less

I know we have a special bond Because we can’t help get along Find pleasure in the naughty songs And all the rights within our wron…