47. TWO WANDS

She's a Morris

In the forest

She's a kitty

In the city

In the summer

She's a cummer

With a hearty

At a party

She's a hugger

And a chugger

And a prancer

And a Dancer

She got eyes

Like sunny skies

Do they fry you?

Get you high too?

Do they twinkle

When they tinkle

On a pickle

When they're fickle?

Would you take 'er

To a baker

For a cakewalk

On a lake dock?

Is it groovy

To behove me

To get silly

'Bout this filly?

She got eyes

The highest highs

Would get up steam

And cream a dream

If I was young now

And I knew how

I would find out

When we dined out

I'm more oldened

Than emboldened

I just know

As these things go

That life is sweeter

When I meet 'er

This silly sweet thing

Made my heart sing

Goddess kissed her

Thank you sister