Ode to Racing
How do I Love You?
Let me count the ways.
I love our long and checkered past.
I love the way you look in the morning.
I love your curves, your quirks.
How do I Love You?
I love it when you get angry or sentimental.
I love how you make people nervous and jittery.
I love a long lip-lock after a hard day’s work.
I love that ice-cold milk is your beverage of choice.
Ha, I even love your crazy family.
How do I Love You?
Oh I can go on!
I love all the tomorrows we’ve yet to enjoy.
And I love how the offspring of our affection,
goes forth into the world,
serving as proud testament to our union.
That’s how I love you.
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