Are you a sheep? Because you’ve got me flocking to your side.
You must be a windmill, because you’re driving my heart to new heights.
Are you my favorite tool? Because I can’t get anything done without you.
You’re like a perfect field of wheat—golden, glowing, and irresistible.
Are you a potato? Because you’re the root of all my happiness.
You must be a fruit tree, because you keep bearing sweetness in every moment.
Are you a hoe? Because you’ve dug deep into my heart.
You’re the reason I get up before dawn—just to see you shine.
Are you a patch of strawberries? Because you’re sweet and so refreshing.
You must be a goat, because you’re the Greatest of All Time.
Are you a pasture? Because I’d happily spend all my time with you.
You’re like honey from the hive—pure, golden, and irresistibly sweet.
Are you a barn door? Because I can’t close my feelings for you.
You must be a plow, because you’ve turned my world upside down.
Are you fresh eggs? Because you’ve cracked my heart wide open.
You’re the best crop I could ever hope to harvest.
Are you the rain? Because you’ve brought new life to my heart.
You must be a sturdy fence post, because you’re holding everything together for me.
Are you a cow? Because you’ve got me mooing with delight.
You’re like my favorite field—full of endless possibilities.
That pulsation in my femoral sheath isn't coming from an artery.
Are you a pulmonary embolism? 'Cause I can't breathe when I'm around you.
Are you a prescription medication? Because I've been feeling sick without you.
Do you have an IV of charm, because you're injecting confidence into my heart.
You must be a surgeon, because you're always cutting to the chase... and my heart.
Are you a doctor? Because you're making me feel like I'm under anesthesia... in a good way.
Do you have a stethoscope, because I think we could take our relationship to the next level.
Are you a doctor? Because I've got a bad case of attraction and I need some treatment... from you.
Do you have a medical degree in flirting, because you're making me feel like I'm in a hospital bed... with a fever for you.
You must be an epidemiologist, because you're spreading love and happiness wherever you go.
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