17/05/2010, 06:42 AM
I'm in love with you Rukia.
I have confessed my passion for you. Now let me read some of my poetry.
Wizard sleeve,
Wizard sleeve.
O' how you hang at an awkward angle,
You love to flop and drape and dangle,
You must warn them before they gargle,
As not to get them in a tangle,
And you must beware to not get fungal,
Otherwise you cannot mingle,
And you'll get no tingle in your jungle.
There. I have shown that my love cannot be clamped in irons or whisked behind the lowly steed of self ambiguationalsionieses!
I have confessed my passion for you. Now let me read some of my poetry.
Wizard sleeve,
Wizard sleeve.
O' how you hang at an awkward angle,
You love to flop and drape and dangle,
You must warn them before they gargle,
As not to get them in a tangle,
And you must beware to not get fungal,
Otherwise you cannot mingle,
And you'll get no tingle in your jungle.
There. I have shown that my love cannot be clamped in irons or whisked behind the lowly steed of self ambiguationalsionieses!