Absence Makes The Heart Grow Fonder

Absence makes the heart grow fonder

Been said many many times

But I'm about as fond as I could be

Methinks I've proved it just fine

So don't need none of that absence stuff

Do you catch my drift as they say

I'll permit it for maybe an hour or so

But that's it and certainly not a day

There's a very severe penalty you must pay

Should you exceed the allotted limit

A basic one hundred kisses and hugs

Plus another twenty-five more per minute

That might seem like a real hefty fine

But it's there to shown you how serious

It is to deprive this depraved old soul

He can wind up disoriented and delirious

Bottom line is, please handle me with care

I'm sensitive and cry quite often

Treat me well and I'll be yours forever

And make your dear old heart soften