Your sweet demeanor.
Your challenging intellect.
But sweetheart I'm gagging,
Choking, really,
On your latest offering of love.
Was it lingerie?
Or candy?
No.
I am blessed with the smell of digested hot dogs wafting across the room—
straight from our dog's ass.
Six hot dogs swiped from the counter on Sunday.
Still stinking up my life pushing Tuesday.
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