'Twas merely a dozen years ago that I received a
homemade Valentine
asking me on a first date
"but not on Valentines Day, cause that's too much pressure
and also it would be hard to get reservations".
It was your "unique" sense of humor
and wicked bowling moves
that first sent my heart a flutter.
Here's to twelve years,
two babies
and a whole lot more fun to come...
We may have lost our youthful glow,
but I will always be the
Statler to your Waldorf.
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