I appreciate you.
You’re always there when I need you,
You feed me, when I am hungry,
You’re so cool, like Clarence Worley, yet
You’re smoking hot when I turn you on,
Your gray exoskeleton smooth to the touch.
I am your biggest fan, and
You’re literally a fan with a metal basket,
Divine and holey.
You’re an air fryer.
I love you, air fryer.
Happy Valentine’s Day to the air fryer.