Even though she's licensed by the state


to nip & copulate


another cherub child,


her dixie pears drive me very, very wild.


Her honey makes me fierce & dangerous;


she's melliferous


& I'm the bear


who couldn't care what she doesn't wear,


As long as she hides her grass-stained pants—


like the chance


we took & liked,


while she puffed her bangs, in greens & psyched.