"why, hello there my dear beauty-
i must tell you of my duty-
i am here to show a world-
in which you and i are hurled-
to a time that we can mess in-
if you please answer my question.

will you be my lass forever-
and support my hard endeavour-
to spelunk within your cave-
whose red walls my flashlight craves?

or perhaps you are just starving-
for my juicy turkey carvings-
n' those potatoes drenched in gravy-
tell me, is this what you're craving?

no, i feel i may be wrong-
as you beat to other songs-
but you may beat me all night long-
if you can soothe my strong king kong.

so here's my plea as time grows thin-
and i desperately want in-
the load i hold's too much to carry-
so jess please... may we get married?"

-my secret honesty box admirer