You may thing this is a lame thing to write about,
but my Greggy's muscles are the best with no doubt.
From finger tip to tip my fingers strain,
to reach around the diameter with not pain.
On my mind through each daily activity;
In-class daydreams make a guiltless festivity.
He can lift me up with a single heave,
while nearly ripping the seam of his sleeve.
He is, for certain, the best man around,
and whenever I'm with him, my heart begins to pound.
There are countless things about my Greg that bring a smile to my face,
and there is no-one in the world who can take his place.
~I love you Greg, and not just for you biceps. :)
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