emma, I have a poem for you *clears throat* emma, bobemma / what a fine girl you are / idg why you don't like space / since i'm practically a star!
I have a poem for you too *clears throat*
you’re always so randy
I’m not mad about space
but I do love your face,
so much so
you make my heart go whoa.
I’m an ocean girl at heart
but man, you’re smart
and when you talk about the stars
you take me to Mars,
and when I come back home
this history nerd feels like she’s been to Rome
All because she’s been with you.