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