Just a litttle poem.

There seems to be a problem with you
a quirky little attractive thing
hey, that reminds me of me
Can we be friends?
let's share the dance floor
maybe we can work on missed timings
all of the odd steps
and irregular lumps in our hearts
It's so nice and refreshing to have
such similar defected company
but the longer and longer
we continue this waltz
I realize
broke can't fix broke.

Love the Low end