Red, like the roses on Valentine's Day,
Smooth like the men in a gay pride parade,
I'll squeeze you, I'll please you,
But I'll never leave you,
Yes, Ketchup, I'm yours, what more can I say?
I'll eat you for breakfast, I'll eat you for lunch.
For ****'s sake I'll put you on Cinnamon Toast Crunch.
What did you say, what's this drink in my cup?
Why it's coke, it's some bourbon, a hint of ketchup.
I'll leave you with this, know my heart's always yours,
No matter how hard I may squeeze you to pour.
I love you, I need you,
I live and I breathe you.
Dear ketchup, be mine for a hundred years more.
<3 143 Red
Forever yours,
- Tard....
... as in Mustard