Ah Amelia how I thee love
Thy breath as fresh as a corpse
These past three months laying in tomb
Thy skin as smooth as the desert sand
And thy shape as dainty as a brood sow
Thy teeth a glorious shade of green
And rotting stumps therein
Thy hair so long and dankly hangs
And bugs make their homes there in
Thy fingernails like claws of steel
Such a lovely hue of blue and green
Thy smile would cool the hottest day
And give the Devil shivers
Thy heart as pure as septic sludge
And you love only yourself dearly
Thy love for children is well known
Barbecued, grilled or crispy fried
Thy voice has a sweet melodious sound
Like a thousand wild birds fighting
Thy nose sits there so daintily
And it hangs down to your chin
Thy charms are this and so much more
How could I possibly resist thee
Thy answer darling please give to me
Is it any wonder that I love thee