N.I.N.E. izzalongtime

Guess what, my little tomato!
Today is nine month's day!
We've made it pretty damn far
and I haff a few things to say.

I love you more than the water's hard,
I love you more than diamond stones.
I love you more than broccoli
and I love you more the telephone.

You're a bright and shiny person,
you always make me smile.
I'm kind of glad we stuck this out
and made things work for a little while.

Because I am a little dino,
and you are one as well.
I think I'll say RAWR! right now
and tell you that that's swell.

We've made some gabtastic journeys,
you, my jezze, an' me.
I'm pretty sure we've imagined more things
than any one person should be forced to see.

I have to say, this poem sucks,
it's random like gabbyman.
We have too many jokes to narrow down,
and I'm tired, so I don't think I can.

Nine months is sort of a long time,
it makes me think of babies. XD
That's how long they take, you see,
and that's how long we've lasted you and me.

I would like to throw into this poem
just a small reference to pie.
Mostly, it's because I am hungry,
so please do not ask me why.

Congratulations to us, dear tomato!
We've come pretty damn far.
Can't wait for the next years to pass by
so I can show up conveniently in your front yard.

And even if that made no sense,
you can still be my obese squirrel.
You've made me so very, very lucky.
You make me a happy girl.

We started with poems and pennies,
looks like we haven't grown much.
Izz just a baby poem for Wesse!
Hope it makes you smile and such.

Guess what, my little tomato!
I love you, yes I do!
You're my best friend, don't cha' see?
Can't get any better than you.