Ode to the Gella A Sonnet by D.N. My big gella, you inspire me to write. How I love the way you eat, sleep and walk, Invading my mind day and through the night, Always dreaming about the long bedrock. Let me compare you to a too thicc prey? You are more sexy, violent and gay. Grey breeze flaps the stupid dancers of May, And the springtime has the tenacious lay. How do I love you? Let me count the ways. I love your silent skinny, tall and white. Thinking of your quiet tall fills my days. My love for you is the intimate plight. Now I must away with a lifelong heart, Remember my strong words whilst we're apart.