Poem about hats and stuff.
by Andrey K. to my lovely blonde cutie
She see's me wear that dirty hat
probably wishing she had that.
She knows i love her puffy hair,
i know she wants me to be there.
She loves to run an extra lap,
i wish i looked like Johny Depp.
she loves to laugh, shes never lazy,
we need to get some sleep its crazy.
well anyway, accept* my hat,
i need you in my cave you know that.
it often gets so dark and lonely
if only you were there with me if only.
*he spelled accept: except
