Theodorics Poem to Mozakosh 2 Julair 225

You are the starlight to my moonshine
You are the summer of my mind
You can complete a perfect square
And still make quards stop and stare

My heart goes boom

You can make a perfect sandwich
If you want to
Baby I won’t force you
But please don’t lay on that mayonaisse
Unless you want to

My stomach has room

You are so beautiful
Make me a sandwich

Type

Text, Literary (Novel/Poetry)

Medium

Papyrus