How do I love thee? Let me count the ways.
I’ve loved thee since I was a little red haired tyke
I love how much you love your shiny red bike.
From the early Groundlings improv scene
To your glamorous adventures on the big screen
I love how you made Annette dance and sing
And the later stage show really did schwing
I love thee for your many clever turns of phrase.
I find you so debonair in your glen plaid suit
And who can top the panache of your red bow tie?
What gal could resist your sly smile so cute?
You make comedy as smooth as cream pie
I love most that you are just a kitschy kooky hoot!
But then, I know you are but what am I?