If these words weren't wood
I could carve your face
On a cane and hobble
Around the yard dancing
To make us laugh
Which is not always easy
To be silly children together
I remember that picture
When you slapped a bunch
Of carrots over my waist
And made me blush and laugh
At the camera's click
'The juxtaposition of the incongruous'
That's what love is
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