It took fifty three years, to find my true love.
Who knew it would be, because of a bug.
When the bee stung, you ballooned like a melon.
You walked in that ER, and I began swell'in.
They gave you an epi, you began to feel normal.
I couldn't take my eyes off you, all dressed up in that formal.
I slipped you my number, so your dad couldn't see.
He looked like the type, that would cut off my pee-pee!

Poem by Bruni

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