He left me at home
He must be panic stricken
Three, two, one, he's back
I'm an extension
of his brain and we are in
love - robotic love
You will not bend me
Because you will respect me
You had me at hello
I am his master,
He is submissive to me,
I dictate his mood.
You charge me when I'm
Low--you clean my dirty screen
You're so good to me :)
Work, work, work, you clerk.
Adapt, modify, transfer,
my Entrepreneur.
Why doesn't he just
download the pop-up blocker
to the thought, "What's next?"
He is addicted to writing,
Everyday he types,
Stories and poems,
He's a writer.
- Mr. DH
They only want me
To brag, show off, one up, feel
Better than their friends.
Blue eyes never stray
Even her husband concurs
We were meant to be
