Pepe, I've had this old love poem tucked away in a drawer a long time...as you can see.
This seems to be the right time to finally bring it out and let everyone know how I feel.
Ode to Pepe 10/3/1999Some people say
variety is the spice of life.
Never.
Pepe is the spice of life.
Fragrance of vitality.
Sweet are the meadows
Fair are the woodlands
Fair are the flowers
in the month of May
Pepe is sweeter, Pepe is fairer
he makes for all men's hearts
feel gay
Some say the quickest way to a
man's heart is through his stomach
This is naught.
The quickest way to a man's heart
is through his Pepe.
His face shines countenance
and speaks to the inner
Pepe.
THE END