Ode to Al
Oh what is there to be said about Al?
By all accounts, he's been a great pal
He's tall, and handsome
And guess what, he's single
And what do you know, ladies
He's ready to mingle
He eats his spinach
And carrots and peas
He opens the door
And says 'thank you' and 'please'
So give him a shout
I think you should
He's a prize, our Albert
The little Asian that could!
So what if my skillz with iambic pentameter are a little rusty. English, she iz my bitch.
posted by Smoo @ 3:06 PM
2 dug deeper!
2 comments:
As a counterpoint, I'd like to offer up a singles dating form filled out by Hope. It offers a very 'different' perspective on Al...
here's some more.
Not only is Alan dressed up for success,
but much can be said of his mentioned prowess,
For so often ladies will buckle and swoon,
In the heart of dear Al (bless him) there's room!
He's dashing, debonair with a taste for things fine,
Ladies, don't wait a minute, step up! get in line!
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