How I Met Your Mom Poem by Pius Didier

It's an interesting story,
How manifested I left weary,
That time when we were young,
For I knew not how to clang.
She called me and held me strip,
From then we hooked up,
Especially when mom bye'd us,
We're left tossing till loose.
How vividly we dual recall,
Certain time grandmas sent for parcel,
And gave out a silver note,
I persuasively took her for a tot,
A party that lasted on heat.
Went mocking and laughing scornfully at night,
That jeer took us high blended,
And a punishment we couldn't evade,
But found ourselves engaged,
After a short while we married,
Exact ‘fiction' of my ‘eerie' bloom,
But truly how I met your mom