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I wrote a letter to my love,
my darling one, my own;
I said to her, "Tongue-click, scat-sing,
scream, whistle, woof, grunt, moan!"
I hoped that she would see my point,
would know she was my dear,
and so I added to my note:
"Rah, hum, applause, wail, cheer!
"My ugh! My psst! My dandy huh!
My la la la la la!
Oh you must realise, my whoop!
how dadada you are!"
It worked! And now we tickle, buzz,
squelch, whack, and zipple bong,
slurp, smackoo, burble, ahhhh and ooooh
and mmmm the whole night long!
If you have any comments on this poem, Paul Stevens would be pleased to hear from you.