indeedsir_backup | I need to stop. (Reply)

I'm sorry for posting so much, but I'm just in a wicked Joostery mood.

So I wrote a poem. I'd make it a song if I had any musical talent, and I'd LJ cut it if my computer didn't hate me.

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Aunt Agatha, I’ve got something to say

Aunt Dahlia, some news for you today

From your nephew Bertie Wooster, young and gay

And I use that word in every sort of way

Old ancestors, I know that you’re aware

Of my Jeeves and the adventures we have shared

Since you are family, I find it only fair

To tell you of our posish – I warn you it is rare.

Jeeves has been my valet for many years

Saving me from fiancés and soothing all my fears

No matter the sitch, he always interferes

When I find myself in the soup, he always appears

You’ve often wondered why I care not for skirts

Not wishing to get married, despite your best efforts

And though I’m sure you will see us as perverts

My darling Jeeves and I do confess we are inverts

Yes, dear aunts, he is what I’m dreaming of

And the reason I resisted every shove

To get hitched to those fillies you’re fond of

Jeeves and I have fallen deeply in love

Now, old relatives, it happened accidentally

I mentioned to him that I was feeling quite chilly

We were not in the flat, so you see

We were far from home, so Jeeves said to me

“Sir, it does seem that we are stuck in the snow,

Far from our abode and nowhere left to go.”

I approached him - the s continued to flow

I held my arms toward him, feeling my face glow

He pulled me close with arms warm and strong

I rested against his chest , happy as the day is long

My heart singing the most passionate love song

After getting what I had wanted all along

I whispered, but too loud for him to miss

“I must confess – I’ve thought often of this,

Being in your arms, I bally well can call it bliss.”

I looked up into his eyes and gave him a swift kiss.

Now, I understand your looks of surprise

The open mouths and the widening of eyes

But I have decided that there is no more room for lies

But before you say your goodbyes

Jeeves and I will stay together for all time

No matter what you say or how you speak your minds

We are in love - which is the find of finds

We belong together; there is a tie that binds.

Fin.

Yes, my Bertie voice is fail. And yes, I know that they didn't use the word 'gay' that way back then. But I was bored, and this was a good use of my time.