(He makes me laugh, and I love that about him, but lets not remind him to much because if encouraged, at all, he gets worse and worse!)
The later I remain awake the sillier the tune.
Late hours of the night the artist in me doth bloom.
The artistry of humor, it really doesn’t suite her.
Clearly, however, it doth suite me,
faithfully accompanied with endless cups of caffeine rich tea.
TTFN
TTFN
