My Surferman is strong and charming,outstanding among ten thousand.
His head is purest gold;
his hair is short
and what is left is brown as latte.
His eyes are like twinkling stars
reflected in the rolling waves
washed in foam,
sparkling with love.
His cheeks are like a sandy beach
yielding smiles.
His lips are like laughs
dripping with chocolate.
His arms are rods of steel
set with hard work.
His body is like a NBA center
decorated with mustard.
His legs are skinny like a chicken's
set on bases with funny looking toes.
His appearance is like Maui,
choice as its beaches.
His mouth is sweetness itself;
he is altogether lovely.
This is my lover, this my friend
Just two rules:
You can't say anything negative about your husband . . . to your husband . . . or to anyone else, about your husband.
Say something that you admire or appreciate about your husband. . . to your husband . . . and to someone else, about your husband!
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