"The grass is probably green / the sky is probably blue / I'd probably do anything / for you"

[larryhammer]

And in the department of awesomely bad poetry, I give you this. An appetizer:

One cup of sweet thoughts,
A few sprinkles of laughter,
A smattering of kisses,
A pinch of disaster,
A spoonfull of recovery,
A few pints of forgiveness,
A dash of damnation,
Another pint of forgiveness.

This is a recipe
For a love strong and true.
If you'll be my Iron Chef,
I'll be your surprise main ingredient.

No thanks necessary -- just knowing I have made your day is all I need.

Hat tip to idiomagic.

---L.