"Do You Love Me?"
Itís fourth down and goal-to-go, from the 1,
They're down by three, hereís the snap...
Do you love me? (She whispered in my ear).
Yes, Yes, Score!
But, do you love me any more?
Of course, I love you. I married you, didnít I?
But, do you really love me still the same?
Yes, now would you leave me alone, and let me watch the game?
But, do you really love me? Do you really, really care?
Would you shut up? And go get me another beer.
Then, I noticed a tear running down her cheek.
I took her in my arms and said,
"Please forgive me dear, you mean the world to me,
And Super Bowl is just like any other week."
†"It often comes to me at night
When lights are dim
And thoughts are bright.
As I ponder what to write,
Take pen in hand And with it make
My words appear as no mistake.
Guided by a force unknown,
I create a new And wondrous poem." ~Gene~
[This message has been edited by u_gene (edited 01-31-2000).]