From My Dinkle To Her Rinkle

Everyone should be as lucky to have a Turkey Dinner write them a feel better poem, that actually works...

Feel better my roasted duckling. Here is a poem for you, written by yours truly. (For those of you out there who are confused, this is from DANEEL...)

When Rachel's nose runs
We don't have as much funs
For when she is stuffy
And her hair is all fluffy
She won't dance quite as much
And her voice sounds kinda dutch
My lines are getting progressively longer
Maybe to make my point stronger
And what is my point you ask?
Well I will tell you my task
The task that I have set out to do
Is write a poem to make Rachel unblue
Her right nostril hates her
Her watery eyes are a blur
But still she shines like a star in the night
Or soars high in the sky like the prettiest kite
Oh Rinkle, I hope that your cold takes off in a van,
Cause I'm your lady and you are my man.

Dinkle, I love you.
Just in case you were curious.