Stuck writing a poem to my wife.

[Doktor Howl]

Here's what I have so far.


"T'was a cold night, and the moonlight
Danced upon the quay
THAT ASS, THOUGH

Stuck right there.

[LMNO]

I would take it as a good sign that one's thought process utterly stops when contemplating THAT ASS.

[Doktor Howl]

I would take it as a good sign that one's thought process utterly stops when contemplating THAT ASS.

Excellent point.  SAVED!

THANKS, MISTER!

[Billiam Poster]

THAT ASS, THOUGH
FNORD*
Stuck right there.

I THINK WE CAN ALL RELATE TO GETTING STUCK IN YOU WIFES ASS

[Doktor Howl]

THAT ASS, THOUGH
FNORD*
Stuck right there.

I THINK WE CAN ALL RELATE TO GETTING STUCK IN YOU WIFES ASS

Fuck off, twerp.

[Dubya]

Here's what I have so far.


"T'was a cold night, and the moonlight
Danced upon the quay
THAT ASS, THOUGH

Stuck right there.

Quite took my breath away

In the moonlight, in it's cold light
As the waters danced
THAT ASS, YO
Made me want to skip romance

...

Kinda hard to poetry from a scene I never saw...