Yesterday I wrote a poem about Ike You see; Ike made me go Weak in the knees Even though His scent made me sneeze But that's just minor things Coz you see His heart was hotter than warm He had a sense of humour Greater than Trevor Noah's Ha ha He had a fetish for feet He said he'll buy me a ring For my toe Its a pity though That me & Ike were a fling That only lasted something like 10 minutes Coz he was waiting for his order At a Mike's kitchen counter As his wife took a departure To the rest room near the storeroom To freshen up n put some powder And returned to find me laughing my lungs out As Ike changed his posture And acted like he was the most innocent man on earth