I want to give you everything, to give you the world if I could
But sadly, I'm just a guy, and unilke you, I have my flaws.
If I could, I'd take the stars from the sky and give them to you right now
But I couldn't walk that far away from you to be able to get them
I searched for ages for non-lethal non-poisonous flower that could match your beauty so I could lay it in your arms
But I couldn't find one pretty enough
Had I time, I would learn ever musical instrument and play them all at once for you in an amazing concerto
But no time will ever be enough to learn skills to match yours with a ukelele
Were I rich enough, I would buy you all the jewellery in the world, so you could look even prettier.
But sadly, I can't afford any, and anyway, you don't need jewellery to shine.
Well, actually, I could afford one thing.
I hope you'll do me an honour by accepting it.
Abigail Rose, will you marry me?
29 November 2011
College Proposal
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I'm going through and archiving all my pre-2013 poems (in 2025). For context - in Oxford you often have "college marriages", and are then given "college kids" (2 freshers) to look after and help when they get to Oxford. And also, as an escape from the stress of a degree, it's quite common to go a little over the top with the proposal. I like to think I managed that. I believe this was from a boat club Christmas event - I asked the band for the mic and proposed in front of everyone.
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