and by her perfection I was stung
by cupids arrow in my heart
my lifes obsession it did start
a romance that has endured
that time and miles have not cured
I still return to where we met
and gaze longingly without regret
As she lies naked ready for dough
knowing her cooking time will be slow
My dearest corn dog you are sublime
And in a few minutes you will be mine
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