I think that I shall never see
A Nooker as lovely as K-T.
Katie, with her West Coast folky nose,
Sniffs out the Probe wherever it goes.
Impossible lewafs that will not droop:
To be shorter than Katryna, she need not stoop.
If she were Katryna, she would be
Living in wedded bliss with bass player Dave C!
She's so darn nice, she could not be nicer:
Small wonder I write this, to try to entice her
To stay on the Nook and still believe in her friends,
The friendly Nields Nook, where the chit chat never ends.
She wishes she could see the Nields like me,
But she can't:
Her life is painted on,
And her appointment book won't shut,
And like Bullet Proof, she never bleeds,
And like Julia, she never cuts,
And she will not leave her home or her loved ones so dear,
Though her beloved Nields come West but so seldom each year.
But the Nook is so much the better, for her warmth and good cheer,
That although in distance she is far, in hearts who love her she is near.
She sets a good example for how nice the Nook can be:
And so I'm glad that she has been a part of the Nook family.
So for all of that, I think I *want* to be like a woman just like she:
The wonderful, good-hearted, way-rocking, Nields-loving K-T!!!

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