You’re clearly still a young whippersnapper so I’m going to give you the benefit of the doubt.
While I agree about the song (bc, cringeworthy, amirite?), I’m afraid I must call out poems and notes.
See, I’m creeping up on 50, and I still have all my old love notes. In a book, still folded in the classic hs note fold. From way back in the 80s and 90s. And sometimes when I’m feeling nostalgic, I pull them out and read them. Then I put them away.
They always make me smile. Remembering that I was ever that innocent makes me smile. In fact, I think those notes are a reminder of something beautiful that texting has robbed future generations of.
And while a love poem may be ill advised ALWAYS, regardless of age or naivety, a silly poem about someone, if it’s truly funny, is a great thing.
Not for a birthday. Birthdays are for actual gifts (when you’re 16). Limericks are for when the mood strikes, just because.
Try it. Leave one on a napkin on the kitchen table for your wife one morning when you head out the door.
Betcha money in ten years, you’ll find that napkin folded lovingly in a bedroom drawer.
You might even get lucky.