Sometimes there is grief and there's strife.
Which questions the way we lead life.
And though I am grand,
I oft need a hand.
So here's where I ask my sweet wife.

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I would like to talk;
since you are a Samasu,
I have an offer.
(Offer void for nonliving,
some restrictions may apply.)

Unwilling to sit back and wait
when girls fear to become sedate:
The plans have been set;
Now likewise the net.
And Erland will play as the ( bait. )

This chapter of life shortly ends,
And with it goodbyes to dear friends.
We look tow'rd the fore,
Begin a new lore,
And see what the future portends.

Of late I have found myself stressed;
Annoyance of pest upon pest.
Yet 'fore I grind gears
My wonderful dears
Remind me of just how I'm blessed.

With all of the recent misgiving,
What labels one as being living?
What horrible deeds
Place one below weeds?
What source makes them not worth ( forgiving? )

Now since our next week will be free,
What shall our vacation thus be?
Deciding the spot,
And where all to trot.
So who will come join the party?

I figured I'd fill a small niche...
And then on her birthday would switch,
But one thing doth lack...
I can't quite change back.
At least 'til I find out the glitch.

Now with 'hos' crushed under our heel,
So Seku, let's complete our deal.
Then just one last task...
Oh, also to ask:
Hey Corvus, how do you feel?