My Favorite Poem

When we first started dating I let my wife borrow my copy of my favorite book, which she returned annotated with a running commentary in little scraps of paper.  It will always be my favorite book.  I now have a second copy of the book for loaning out.  The copy she borrowed lives on a special shelf under a glass dome display.  I only handle it while wearing powder-free nitrile gloves.  I have day dreams about our children fighting over who will inherit when we die.

Cheesy Love Poem

Request: "write a cheesy love poem for my teeny tiny cutie pie wife. She's Nepalese, loves cooking curry, and loves Mount Everest."

Request: "write a cheesy love poem for my teeny tiny cutie pie wife. She's Nepalese, loves cooking curry, and loves Mount Everest."

At the June pop-up market one of the other vendors, Ned from Go Local Produce, asked if I'd be willing to trade a poem for a giant bag of fresh fruit & vegetables.   Yes.  Yes, I would!  To be clear, he specifically asked for a "cheesy love poem" for his "teeny tiny cutie pie" wife.