Do you love me? Give me a smooch? Or stand by me in the garden—I’ll scooch. Yes we do take up a lot of room, just as I’m sure my height makes you swoon. I’ve been admiring you my dear, and feel I must make it clear. Your legs, so long and sturdy, surely an obvious aspect of beauty, but your neck, your neck, so long and slender, I just want to caress it, so tender. I’m not forgetting your color and spots, which of course, I love them lots! You see, I think I’m completely smitten! Maybe you’re shy, I just should have written—a note instead of being so bold, as to say outright what I just told.