A Modern Love Song

I fink I fancy u

wiv de hair dat dus dat flicky fing.

U make me feel like smushy, smoogly goo.

Cum round my ‘ouse, I’ll steam u a brew,

tweet u a status fingybook b b m a ping,

Yeah, I fink I fancy u.

Maybe snog off my face ‘til my lips go blue

or I’ll assign u sum thumpin' spinnin' ring

cos u make me feel like smushy, smoogly goo.

I’ll squiggle love hearts on my fave shoe

and u can tie up r lungs wiv a ball of string.

I fink I fancy u.

We’re all stuck up like a tube of glue,

dis is dat real sparkly loved up ting

and u make me feel like smushy, smoogly goo.

I breathe all my breaths for u boo

my propa darcy type pop tart fling.

I fink I fancy u,

u make me feel like smushy, smoogly goo.