Sunday, March 1, 2009

A Submarine Love Song

You're always there
Whenever I need you
You stand by my side
Perhaps I should clean you
You never complain
When I put you away
My faithful companion
On each uderway
You certainly do
Have your own little charms
And I now realize
Why Popeye has such big forearms
You're my most prized possession
It's definitely a lock
I don't give a damn
That you're just an old sock
Some people might think
What a silly game
To give a tube sock
A feminine name
This old submarine
Is a lonely old place
I use a black sharpie
To draw you a face
Hide you under my pillow
I'm not being mean
I just don't want to lose you
You are special Doreen
You're always there
Whenever I need you
Though you help me beat it
I'll never mistreat you

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