I don’t write poetry, I make Doh-Re-Mi flow-with-me.
Adventure on the prairie like prairie dogs on the prairie, like 30+ year old women searching the field for someone to marry.
Intense competition when she’s on a mission, she’ll make it her mission to show him what he’s been missin’ while he was away on the mission.
She’ll become creative and show him more than one way to perform the mission-ary position. She’ll accompany her miner, like a canary.
She may chirp when she’s upset but won’t produce odors, don’t worry she waxes, not hairy.
Small and petite, wishing naughty thoughts about her, like what Peter Pan really did to that fairy…