You’re like a well-tended garden—absolutely blooming with beauty.
Are you a fence? Because you’ve captured my heart and won’t let go.
You must be a harvest moon, because you light up my darkest nights.
Are you a combine harvester? Because you’re gathering all the best parts of me.
You’re the reason my sunflowers turn toward the light.
Are you a rooster? Because you wake me up to something special every day.
You must be crop insurance, because you’ve got me covered no matter what.
Are you a watering can? Because you keep my heart hydrated and full of life.
You’re the kind of partner every farmer dreams of—steady, kind, and amazing.
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.
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