3/4/2002

Wonce Upon a Moon-lit Nite

Wonce upon a moon-lit nite,

Wen countliss stars were smiling brite,

And erth and sky were set just write,

We watched the stars and cuddled tite,

A purrfict momint in moon-lite.

Wonce up on a mountin-side,

The sky and are harts opin wide,

With trees and tall peeks evry-where,

Amongst the flowers soft and brite,

I held her close, with care just write,

And kissed in giddy mountin air.

We knew it wuz the purrfict kiss,

And knew we wood remember this.

With Bluejays watching while they flew,

And Sqwirrels playing all around,

I wispurred lovely little sounds,

Wurdliss love thawts we both knew.

But I cood just not find the wurds --

Thoze flawliss wurds my hart did fill,

Thoze wurds uv love my sole had heard --

To show her how I all-ways will

Love her with love more than rill.

I tried and tried but nevir found,

The wurds with just the purrfict sound,

And meening flowing frum my lips,

The same az frum my finger-tips,

To tell her, heavin, and the whirled,

How I love my dolly-girl.

I gave my love my greatist gift,

Which I pulled frum my majic sleeve,

A shiny dimund wedding ring,

The nicest ring, a purrfict fit,

The whirled around us watching it.

I told her that I'd nevir leeve,

And tryed to find the purrfict wurds,

Until it seemed a bit absurd.

But only theze wurds I cood think --

"Your hed looks pritty dressed in pink."

Wonce we wocked a crowdid street,

And saw the past and future meet.

We looked into each other's eyes,

And I gave her the purrfict look,

Enraptured in her love so wize.

I sed "I love you" by the book,

And herd no other voice at all,

Nor saw an-other, short or tall,

But only love filled up my mind,

Not purrfict wurds for me to find.

Why cood I not find the wurds,

My hart and sole for-ever herd?

Wut wuz happining in my brain?

I serched and serched for wurds in vain.

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I finely wrote the wurds above,

And handed them to her with love.

She red them with the purrfict smile,

And sed "I knew it all the while."

Then You-Nice kissed me on the cheek,

And sed "I know the trooth you seek

To tell me, and how much you've tryed.

But still you are not satisfied.

I think I know the reezin why:

You love me more than wurds can say

The way I love you evry-day.

But my hart under-stands your wurds,

And there byooty I have herd."

Then suddinly I had no doubts,

So wurds came gushing frum my mouth,

Full uv love frum north to south,

Flowing to my fuchur spouse.

Now wurds filled us both, wize and varied

Planning how we wood get marryied,

And happily live evir aftir,

Full uv life and love and laffter

Full uv famly, frends and fun

And how we wood help evry-won.

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At last we had the purrfict wedding

Qwaint but in the purrfict setting.

Well, there were a few mistakes.

The minister forgot are names.

She thawt my best frend wuz the groom.

The famly hug wuz news to us,

But nevir mind; we did not fuss.

The pastor missed are wedding vows --

The guests got up to leeve the room --

Then we remindid her uv theze

And sed them pritty az you pleeze.

Troo, a few things did go wrong.

They did not play are wedding song;

But all wuz right with us both then and now.

For us it wuz a dreem come troo,

And we had no trubble saying "I do."