Except, maybe, an OverSuds.

would you wait?

I'm whisking my eyes toward yours that won't stop seeing,
on a sunny day that is outshined by a smile not fleeting.
Forever can be never, I said to sound wise,
but not having thought it, many were deaf to the sound of my cries.

Once is enough so that I'm being specific
Twice is better, and some would say that thrice is even terrific.
A second message, that, hopefully, you'll see, and be anxious to read
If not, I'll be strong so I'll not cry, nor shall I drown myself in mead.

This and that, I said again, everything you've heard before

But do not let it become too great a distance.

So why do I keep getting it?

Just run! Run, Lola, Run!

Chicken Pickles!