How I long for the warmth of the little white box,
It will work so much better than my plaid thermal socks
I can only imagine the joy and sonic bliss,
Maybe as much as my lovely wife's kiss
If she reads this, I'm sure, she will not let me buy,
No warmth will come from her and I'll have a nice cry
This is the pedal that fills winter nights with desire,
If I can't have it now, I will have to retire.
That might be the single worst thing I have ever written. Amazing what a guy will do for the right to spend $500.