This is the defending champion in a "can you bottom that" love poetry contest. Anyone wanting to challange its status is welcome to try. Love guppy You mean all the world to me. Without you I can't be free. You make me pant considerably. You're my love guppy. You have the finest rosebud's taste. Without you my life is waste, I'll stick to you like Elmer's paste. You're my love guppy. I'd break through a citadel. I'd fight with a raging bull, Though winning would seem improbable. You're my love guppy. My love's as strong as the mid-ocean ridge. You shine like the rainbow bridge or like that light inside my fridge. You're my love guppy. For you I'd consume haggis, or lose the joys of Bacchus, or live in sin with Mike Dukakis. You're my love guppy. No time's too long for me to wait. For you, I'd fight against Fate, though maybe you could lose some weight, You're my love guppy. Without you, I'd be not whole, I would have to sell my soul, or gulp a quart of Tide-E-Bowl. You're my love guppy. My passion is always mounting. I'm like a geyser founting. Well, maybe not, but who's counting? You're my love guppy. The love that is the more intense always has the most silence, like quiet bursts of flatulence. You're my love guppy. I know that my love is true. I know that you'll love me too, or I'll hold my breath 'till I turn blue You're my love guppy. I'd not forget you if I tried. You make me all warm inside. My love's as pure as Naugahyde. You're my love guppy. Then I hear the words let slip From betwixt impatient lips, "I want to have a relationship. You're my love guppy."
(From the "Rest" of RHF)