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A FENNEL WIFE



The search for true love is as threading a path slowly

Experiencing rocks and thorns gently

But when it fails, try again secondly

This time using a boat actually

And if no whale swallows you due finish,

I bet you'll catch a big fish.


Smiles with cute lips like the base of a funnel,

Ready to direct peaceful traffic,

Through your heart's tunnel,

With care, calm and comic.

If you tune to your marriage channel

Choose a wife with qualities of Fennel.


Get a natural girl

Date a pretty pearl

One who doesn't easily yell

She probably is your night angel

Love the one who tells when you smell


Who knows what's up

As you sleep she stays up

When your failed dreams break you up

She is the one to help make them up

A lady who doesn't make beauty up

And would never suggest a break up.


An Eve who says Adam taste this

Not just someone to roll your testes

Be proud of one who nags 

When you fail to give her hugs

Because when others treat you like rug

She is the veterinarian dealing with your bug.

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