The Lovesick Stutterer

by

Margaret Cracknell

They say if the ketchup
Won't come out of the bottle,
Give it a thunk
And then a lot'll!
How can I tell you
I love you so much
When all that I do
Is stutter and blush?
So please take this note
That I've put in this bottle.
And the next time my words
Refuse to come out,
Lovingly thunk me,
And then a lot'll!