Mulder's Poem

(in monotone, of course!)

Oh, Scully, you are so nice.
The things you put up with surprise me.
You wade through the sewers, you trudge through the snow,
And through it all, you're always beside me.
You're nice and you're sweet, and always a friend
But the best part about you's your head.
It has two eyes and a nose, and a pair of ears too
And your hair is just a bit too red.
I suppose what I mea, if I mean what I say
And from me you will know this is true.
Come what may, I'll never age a day
As long as I...

(In the interests of the stomachs of our readers, and any hope of maintaining romantic tension in this series, we refuse to let any human being see the sappy ending to this poem.)