Ode to OOTG Here's a poem for a lovely dame
She is one of the girls
And that is her name.
Devoted to friends, family
And the C
She is eloquent with words
This biotch is classy!
Sometimes I neglect
To praise her good work
Like beautifying our blog
And the food that she cook
She feeds us brownies
Until we could burst
She makes a mean Molotof
And pours water for our thirst
So OOTG, OOTG
Do not fret
Though I don’t always say it
I do not forget
The little things you do
You are one special lass
And a damn fine friend
Thanks for complimenting my ass.  Ms. M ¶ 9:37 AM