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Philosophy aside my friend,
And joking too – but just for now –
Or maybe not; I can’t resist.
What do you call a legless cow?

That somehow sounds familiar, no?
I know it does, but I don’t care.
I’m so glad that you wrote to me,
I’m singing, jumping in the air.

I’m laughing ‘til it hurts and still
I cannot stop, or breathe, or stand.
I’m trying, really, to make sense
Of what I feel … YOU are the man!

And now that that is out of the way,
I think my verse can start to twist --
My rhyme and reason intertwine --
And still, I hope, give you the gist

Of feelings that I’ve had this week
And last week, and the week before,
When I kept going to your blog,
In hopeful, fruitless search for more

Of you and … Alright, I give up.
I’ve drafted thoughts and feelings now,
And nothing’s good; I’ve learned but this:
I’m just a puppy. Arf! Bow-wow.

You are the man of learning grand,
And I a Pavlovian amateur
I’ll gladly take you any way,
But next time not tetrameter?