By some smitten fool, Contributor
A is for Alberta, where you were born,
B is for Britain, where you didnāt grow up,
C is for corn ācause you like eating corn,
D is for donāt you wish I would shut up?
E is for everything I like about you,
F is for face, I guess yours isnāt bad,
G for gelato, you still owe me two,
H is for how much you sound like your dad.
I is myself ācause Iām your number one,
J is for Jaws, which you still havenāt seen,
K is for kisses, those are pretty fun,
L is for love, yeah you know what I mean.
M is for music, your taste is quite crappy,
N for your nose, itās okay, itās not great,
O is for ooh la la, weāre so sappy,
Pās for the park where we had our first date.
Q, hmm, Qās hard, letās just skip this letter,
R is romantic, which this poem is not,
S for spaghetti, yours is good but mineās better,
T is for tacos, mm, now those are hot.
Uās understanding, which you sometimes donāt do,
V is Volkswagen, letās say W is as well,
XOXO, and of course Y is you,
Z for some lemon zest ācause sweetie, you smell.
Wasnāt this a love poem? Oops, I guess not this time.
It might not be romantic, but at least it does rhyme.