Luscious Guy
Branches reaching to the sky,
'climb up' says I,
up high,
where I can spy
that luscious guy
who's caught my eye.
He is nearby
but he's kind of shy,
perhaps a smile is worth a try.
Oh My!
I can't deny
he could add stimuli
and he's very spry.
I'm pretty sure that he could electrify, or even petrify,
but he would very certainly, satisfy.
He'd be my sweetie pie,
if I could only occupy
his personae.
Oh Gosh! I shouldn't pry.
should I!
I think I'll say goodbye!
poem by Ernestine Northover
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