Hey everybody… that's right, I'm back with another poem! This one's kind of stupid but I liked it, so maybe you guys will too.

Peace out, (gOsHaHa)

TESS IS A POET

Never mind the talk,

We always have

To stand up

To walk.

I'm not worried about

What they say.

You are still mine

In every way.

I love you all the more,

My little schnookems

With your tail

And paws four.

You are too cute

To pass at.

Cozy and soft,

Like a welcome mat.

I worry about you…

The other I sham.

He's much too reckless

For my little man.

I wish you'd come back

And give me a hug.

My heartache is killing me

Like the bite of a bug.

My cuddly ottsel…

I'd follow you

Like the mystic apostle

To his sacred Jew.

Now I end in prayer

To the heavens above

That you may return safely

And return with love.

Aww… that's so sweet! Kinda funny too…

Daxter: You're telling me… I got tears in my eyes already.

Jak: Wow Daxter! I didn't know you were so sensitive.

D: Sensitive? What are you talking about? These are tears from laughing so hard! I mean c'mon! "Soft and Cuddly like a welcome mat?" Who thinks that kind of stuff up? People who have no life?

Sigh… unfortunately, yeah…

(Tess kicks Daxter in nuts for being so unappreciative)