10th
Poem
be my christmas wish
be my thanxgiving dish
be my halloween treat
be my easter marshmello peep
sleep next to me
hold me tight
lets make jokes
lets not make fights
i’ll cook you breakfest
you make me desert
i’ll give you mucho back rubs
everytime your back hurts
i’ll take you on road trips
and give you hard nips
maybe we can get married
on a pirate ship?
or how about a circus?
we can dress up like clowns!
all of the brides mates
can wear bozo the clown gowns!
you be my cowgirl
i’ll be your cowboy
we can take bubble baths
i’ll feed you chips ahoy
sunset to sunrise
gazing in eachothers eyes
i’ll spend hours upon hours
in beneath your thighs
laying out on the beach
while watching the stars
hanging out at ice cream parlors
instead of hanging out at bars
you’re my queen
i’m your king
maybe we can do it on a playground swing?
but right now i’m busy
doing my band and cupcake thing
although sometime soon enough
i’d like to give you a ring
im kinda getting sick
of being alone
i even forced myself
to type out this poem!
until that time comes
and its finally my turn
this poem is dedicated to
whomever it may concern….
Johnny Cupcakes
