My head

Hey Lindsay, my head is in pain
It feels like a little old man hit me with his cain
I wish you would rub my head till my heart content
you are an angel from heaven sent
On a lighter note
We have ordered invitations, now we are looking for a coat
It is hard to concentrate through the headache
They are wonderful invitations who the green kangaroo did make
I think you are asleep downstairs on the couch
a great wife you will make for you are no slouch
I Love you through and through from your back to your heart
I want to experience life with you never we shall part

Lindsay's Slumber

Dearest Lindsay, slumbering downstairs,
how cute you do look with your wild and crazy hairs,

Sleeping with the kitties snuggled around
your dreams of me they do abound,

I suppose you couldn't handle Jersey Shore
it was cute to see your expression when 'Snooki' hit the floor,

I wonder what shall we do tonight
out of town I will be going tomorrow shortly after first light,

I wish you could come with me, it would be so much fun
Too bad that Wednesday afternoon is when I'll be done,

What shall we do Wednesday when I get back,
Shall we develop our hiking skills that we so lack?