Dear John

Dear john thanks for your letter.
If you know, i still wear your sweater.
Gee it's nice how you miss me so much.
Through it all i feel i've lost touch.
Got my comfort out here on my own.
One thing: i am starting a home.
Love you mad, and you never me.
Just come a swept me off of my feet.
Suits my interests in every way.
We'll be making babies some day.
All happened with little ado. In fact, when I fell off and knew.
Mysterious man dressed up in a sack.
Soothed my aches as he massaged my back.
Told me his difference from writing, ad hoc.
Took me away for a meat pie and sauce.
Love you mad, and you never me.
Just come a swept me off of my feet.
Suits my interests in every way.
We'll be making babies some day.
'For I knew it I was deep in romance
Took my hand and we started to dance.
Led me up to his house in the mountains
Fell asleep in his garden of fountains.
When I awoke amongst cushions and drapes
He was smiling-ly eating some grapes
Love you mad, and you never me.
Just come a swept me off of my feet.
Suits my interests in every way.
We'll be making babies some day.