Wednesday, August 11, 2010

Ode to an Oaf

This was my darling Robin's attempt at romance ( a la Ogden Nash). I miss you so much and your silliness and sweetness and just plain loveliness.


Ode to an Oaf

Some may say they are quite loathful
Of an oaf so very oafful
at closing bread bags awful
so bread stales by the loafful.

Others have fear of a gorilla
who unless he’s feeling chilla
their little babies just might killa
if he has the willa.

And a nerd who is so nerdy
does not often get the girlies.
Even if his teeth are pearly
they just won’t give him a whirly.

Love prospects seem so bleaky
for someone that is so geeky
he thinks Heidegger is cheeky
and reads books in ancient Greeky.

But his thoughts - so very thoughtful,
and his loving is a lotful,
and his sincerity not artful,
and his heart, it is so heartful.

And his taste, so Mind and Morky,
and his reading is so quirky
like Wiki articles on the House of Yorky.
How can I resist a man so dorky?

So I love my dearest oddball,
and it is my heart he enthralls.
Meeting him was such a windfall.
It seems I’m in it for the long haul!