im peccable im possible im probable impeccable unflappable like MOlly me like Olly oily masseuse im possible only improbable bye neccessity this could be our last communication this might be the last poem ever written but praying nothing happens making hot and heavy predilictions of my duty can you see the fiery intensity of my passion might be something misdirected YOU forgive me YOU have th elove YOU are the one eye mush to oatmeal with banana bandana wet dripping from the beard food is hard to get new love old love is the best no matter how long it mush take my mind taken in the poetry of love mixed up my belly with my head on fire my heart steady and always thinking of my next meal is YOU mush see my prose is defined the best love is meal time and bedtime sublime this is for YOU if you mush read me oh stop giggeling so mush but eye mush stop now it is past my breakfast and close to mush time now mush mush
