I Love You. Okay? Want

I Love You. Okay? Want It Louder? I Love You. Spell It Out, Should I? I Ell-oh-vee-ee Why-oh-you. Want It Backward? You Love I.

Dummy, Dummy, Go Out Now And Fill Your Tummy.

You Can Never Trust What You Read.

He Held Up A Book Then. “i'm Going To Read It To You For Relax.” “does It Have Any Sports In It?” “fencing. Fighting. Torture. Poison. True Love. Hate. Revenge. Giants. Hunters. Bad Men. Good Men. Beautifulest Ladies. Snakes. Spiders... Pain. Death. Brave Men. Cowardly Men. Strongest Men. Chases. Escapes. Lies. Truths. Passion. Miracles.” “sounds Okay,” I Said And I Kind Of Closed My Eyes.

Cynics Are Simply Thwarted Romantics.