Ok so I call her my plane jayne, and no thats not her real name, cus that would just give away the game, but she is perfect in every way, I know its a cleache, but her smile is enough brighten even the darkest day, her wave has a million words to say, she has a man, but im guns tell him he's not part of the plan, we will right our names on a grain of sand, just to show we can, we will call that grain of sand ourland. In the midst of ourland ill ask for her hand, she will make me a honest man, from a dishonest plan.