Una lettera d’amore a Dovanice

Fighting with tree branches Like Two Cutie Monkeys

Dear Dovanice,

I have a small confession. Forgive this pouring of my heart.

I cherish Banana Tribe, where we first met. The moment I clapped eyes on you, I knew you were going to be a gremliny gremlin. Recently, I have began to regard you as much more than just a gremliny gremlin.

My feelings for you intensified when I saw you swinging from wines in the moonlight. I was further wowed by your tremendous acrobaticing skills.

You have cheeks like childish bananas and the most lovely mouth I’ve ever seen. When I look at you, I just want to glomp those childish banana cheeks and kiss that lovely mouth.

You’re so special with your cunning ways. The way you handle your sprightly Tomato Mom shows great gremlinyness and happyness.

I know that to you I’m just a wonderful indie artist but I think we could be happy together, fighting with tree branches like two cutie monkeys.

Please, say you’ll be mine Dovanice!

All my love

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