Disclaimer – I do not own or profit from Ed, Edd N Eddy.  The poem is mine, though.  Rated G because there is absolutely nothing remotely objectionable here.  Not meant to be slash, but I suppose it could be if you squint.

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By Eddward

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Love, to Eddy

I love the way you tried to lift me up once

Building my confidence by teaching me to punch

I love it when I hear you call my name

Even when we're both writhing in pain

I love that you won't let me touch your face

As if between our two souls there is any space

I love being the one you go to for aid

Abusing and misusing the things I've made

I love the way you call me little names

And even the ways you cause me pain

I love all the various things about you

And every greedy thing that you do

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Love, to Ed

I love the way you adore every chicken you see

And how your eyes never seem to quite focus on me

I love how you never really understand

And yet you're tuned in to the grander plan

I love it when you accidentally mess things up

Even when you accidentally beat us up

I love when you play us for fools

Even if I'm not sure you know what you do

I love the way you don't quite grasp my words

And yet you let me know I'm always heard

I love all the various things about you

And every crazy thing that you do