*ahem*
She’s firm but she’s fair, the TG,
Which I need rather badly – tee hee,
Must have guidance you know,
Cos without her I’m slow,
And DP, as you love him, won't be.
My muse edits me, word by word,
If she didn’t I’d sound quite absurd,
The noise of me tapping,
And of her all a-rapping
My knuckles, is constantly heard.
I know I deserve what I get,
Bloody shins and emotional debt,
But I’m cunning you see,
I’m not stoopid – tee hee,
I snuck this verse past her unedited.
If you have anything to add, please do. Frankly, I think I’ve covered it.
