And I'd Still Love You

...here's a new poem.

And I'd Still Love You
written by Ryan Fan Club

You know, you could have only nine toes on your feet
And I'd still love you
You could leave sweaty stains on my favorite seat
And I'd still love you
You could talk all day about boring politics
And I'd still love you
Or you can call all my friends a bunch of lunatics
And I'd still love you
You could pick your boogers then eat them up fast
And I'd still love you
Or if in dodgeball you might always be picked last
And I'd still love you

You see, you could smell like rotten old geezers
And I'd still love you
You might not understand a word of Julius Caesar
And I'd still love you
Maybe you'll never read an RFC Newzinetter
And I'd still love you
Or you might start sleeping in an ugly Habs sweater
And I'd try to find a way to forgive you
You could give me a pet name, like "Turdy-Face"
And I'd still love you
Or you could listen all day to Ace of Base
And I'd still love you
You might have a constant itch on your privates
And I'd still love you
Or you'd spend the whole day helping me find a rhyme for "privates"
Because you love me too.

And that's all.