A.N. I am so sorry I haven't updated this! You see, I have been extremely busy, not to mention I've been sick off and on, my parents got married, I've been sinking into depression… etc! But most of my other fics will be on hiatus so I can finish this!
I compare you to the sweetest cookie,
And the sweetest wine to be!
I compare you to a delicate roast,
And the finest Christmas turkey!
Oh dearest one with lips so fine,
And soft as the finest butter,
Please say you'll be mine,
Forever and ever and ever!
Oh my darling as sweet as can be,
I compare you to a delicious pie,
Which is so divine and sweet.
So much like you sugar babe, to you I can't lie!
Oh my darling, sugary as honey,
Please by mine as my sweet kiss,
For if you do,
A meal you'll never miss!
006 regarded his poem quite carefully, reading it over a full ten times as he stirred tonight's dinner. His face was a mask of deep concentration as he made one of his favorite delicacies. Yes, it was a masterpiece this poem of his!
I bet she's never been compared to the most divine of foods before…he thought with a grin. He, master chef, had finally figured a way to win his darling 003's heart for sure! Why a poem was the absolutely best way to go, and if he added a chocolate kiss that would probably further entice his sweetheart even more!
He chuckled to himself and carefully folded the letter and attached a chocolate kiss to it's front. Tonight he's slid it under the young maiden's door, and tomorrow he'd be in Love Heaven!
006 gave a haughty laugh and finished preparing tonight's meal. Yes, 003 would be his!
A.N. Forgive me for the shortness of the chapters, but this is how it is to be until each 'Fighter' writes the 'perfect' poem. To respond to your reviews…or should I say flames?
To lala- What was that indeed? Hm…. I do believe it was a cute little story, but who knows? Maybe it's Barney the purple dinosaur in disguise! Oh wait! I know! It's the purple people eater! Grr! Lol, thanks for the entertainment!
To Bickabee- Ooo! Pretty poem! You should join my friend in 'anger management' classes! They're really fun I hear! Bob sends his regards, and here's a poem for you!
Roses are red,
Violets are blue,
Yes, war is Stupid,
But thanks for the review!
PS Serene Fairy; yes, I like my work; I was just suffering what I like to call SASCI! It means Severe Acute Self Confidence Issues! LOL