Cutie Puff, You Crack Me Up

Verse

She’s cute and roundy, clever and kind,

Got that periodical genius mind.

We met at United Way, just doin’ our thing,

Six years later, she still makes me sing.

Verse

She brings home the bacon — yeah, that’s her bit,

Danica’s staring, pretending to sit.

I’m crackin’ a joke while she gives me a shrug,

Cutie Puff, please clean the rug.

Chorus

Cutie Puff, you crack me up,

You’re my chaos and my coffee cup.

We warp through life like Star Trek reruns,

Boldly goin’ till the dishes are done.

Verse

No fancy dates or restaurant stuff,

What about breakfast — is bacon enough?

We leap through the week like Ben on repeat,

Just tryin’ to land with both feet.

Bridge

Like Darmok and Jalad at Tanagra, dear,

We speak our own language that no one else hears.

Maybe life’s a Trek, maybe it’s a leap,

But our love’s periodical — weird and deep.

Outro

Here’s to the laughs, the snacks, and the hugs,

Cutie Puff, some kind of hugs. 🖖🥓