Michael Cera, you inspire me to write.
How I love the way you hug, speak and act,
Invading my mind day and through the night,
Always dreaming about the service contract.

Let me compare you to a strong crowbar?
You are more awkward, quirky and bright.
Light storms whip the twiglets of October,
And autumntime has the charming frostbite.

How do I love you? Let me count the ways.
I love your arms, lankiness and mustache.
Thinking of your lankiness fills my days.
My love for you is the american mountain ash.

Now I must away with a splendid heart,
Remember my right words whilst we're apart.