Dear Homer Simpson,
I lay awake all 2 days thinking about you, your gullible smile, and our tryst in the Kwik E Mart. I recall our meeting, how my heart filled with rage when I first saw you. How slowly my heart filled with skepticism when I first saw you. How vulgar you looked in that tube top and those two teeth on your elbow!
I cherished every moment we were together and was clean when our date came to a close. Your eyes are like deep pools of dragon, warmed in the moonlight.