Let me tell you a tale
About my love, Dale.
He is the beholder of my heart,
That he wouldn't impale with a dart.
He is the love of my life,
That always carries a knife.
Dale is tall and tan,
And I am his biggest fan.
He has brown eyes and hair,
And he's so perfect, that it's unfair.
He treats me like a Princess,
Even when I act vicious.
Yes, this is the person I love with all my heart and soul,
And the person I would follow, even into a blackhole.
No, I will never stop loving you, Dale Faulkner,
Even when we are old and in need of a walker.
I love you, My Dear Valentine.
You are the only one for me.
