You Me and the Other One


I love you,
You love me,
Our lives entwined for years to be,
Although I love you more than another
I couldn't help but do your mother.

Your mom is sweet,
Your mom is great,
She taught you all the thing I hate,
She smokes Camel Lights,
She weighs a ton,
But it's alright,
We still had fun.

So now as our love blooms in the Spring,
I can't help but ask for one more thing,
I gave you my love.
I gave you this poem.
Can you give me a ride
To your grandma's home?


  -James Guttman

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