Loving Like Two Great Blue Bottles
A Letter Should Not Have Been Written
My Dear Muse,
I have a small confession. Forgive this pouring of my heart.
I cherish my imagination, where we first met. The moment I clapped eyes on you, I knew you were going to be a rough best friend. Recently, I have began to regard you as much more than just a rough best friend.
My feelings for you intensified when I saw you crashing in the moonlight. I was further wowed by your tremendous laughing skills.
You have hairs like moist turnips and the most delightful bottom I've ever seen. When I look at you, I just want to shoot those moist turnip hairs and shoot that delightful bottom.
You're so special with your grubby ways. The way you handle your pointy bessie shows great sympathy and charity.
I know that to you I'm just a pointless idiot but I think we could be happy together, loving like two great blue bottles.
Please, say you'll be mine Muse!
All my love,