My conversation with Meghan:
You are sunshine on a cloudy day
You are the 'spark' in Sparkie the dog
You are the parachute of my sky dive
You are the adventure in the adventures of Lassie (good ol' Lass)
You are the suade of my blue suede shoes
You are the 8ft string of my Kim Possible kite
You are the fuzz o fmy snuggie
You are the peel of my tangerine
You are the buckle of my belt
You are the cherry on top
You are the music of my stake dance
You are the mortar of my bricks
You are the paint on my fingers (when finger painting)
You are the popcorn of my movie
You are the extension cord of my radio on a summer night street
You are the lead refills of my mechanical pencil
You are the top of my banana
You are the Justin Beiber of my ipod
You are the dressing of my salad
You are the chapstick of my lips
You are the ClearPlay of an R rated movie
You are that one addicting thing in Dr. Pepper
You are the smile of my laugh
You are the baby hairs on my ear lobe
You are the wish of my folded chips
You are the hammock of my summer night
You are the snooze button on my alarm clock
You are the ink of my pen
You put the 'hip' in hippopotamus
You put the rain in rain jacket
-Ally