ode to brooke

[nalkin]

Ode to brooke

Oh brooke, my sweet little brooke
It is ye I long to be with in a nook.
Your supple body whence me betook
For a ****, you, I never mistook.
Nainsook thou shalt not partook
For ye are my brooke, my sweet little brooke.

Chapbook, chapstick, checkbook, and chinook
You, darling, are so different than a wordbook.
For you are brooke, my sweet little brooke
Passbook the pothook and we will precook.

Do you get what im saying my beautiful brooke?
You are the girl circled in my yearbook,
The girl with whom I wish to kettle and cook,
The girl whos beauty should be a stylebook,
The girl whos bra I wish to unhook.
Oh my brooke, my sweet little brooke.