An ode to my HLP Oh HLP, Oh HLP, How I love thee.

You make me dinner, and salad, and greens.

You dip chocolate covered strawberries just for me.

Oh HLP, Oh HLP, You hold my hand during Greys Anatomy.

What would I do without you? Simply, I would cry.

Oh HLP, Oh HLP, you quench my thirst with alcohol. We get drunk and talk to your dead grandma.

Oh HLP, Oh HLP--- You create joy for me.

Sober and not, During Highs and lows. I love you so.

THE END.  ¶ 9:39 PM