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I call my baby Bengladesh
so I don't have to refer to her as Darfur
a man could starve to death
on her good cooking

she can do accupunture with her stiletto heels
and my mind reels at her logic
I call my baby the Sea of Tranquility
because she is on the moon

I call her Tumor for short
because she is inoperable
sometimes I call her Natural Disaster
because she is so improbable

I call my baby Hurricane
category five in her brain
I call my baby Stolichnaya
an ethanol supertrain

I call my baby Greenland
if I called her Antarctica
she would freeze me out
so I just whisper Alaska

I call my baby the Nobel Prize
she cut her teeth on dynamite
I call my baby Alcatraz
I just can't escape her

Have you ever thought of submitting any of your poems to Hallmark as Valentine's Day Cards?
Just a thought

Great poem Clay.

I think Hallmark has an APB out on me
if I come near their door all the cameras turn on
the only person who can get me through the door is doreen
(that was a joke, doreen)

Here's my baby

my grandbaby

That was probably a facetious remark I made.

But I think it is a funny Valentine's poem. But I have no idea how a woman might react to it.

yer makin me homesick, doreen

I´m with s-t! if you want some kind or reaction in lovers-sweetheart-or whatever day send this!!!!

i call my baby rock star
coz he strums me like a guitar

very cool poem LRod