Yet, exhausted from your Revelries come
Hijacked the Keeper and composed your own Bake
For your Little Lady of Plums succumb
Eager her drumming palms nibble your Make
Ah! Mum's Decree, I see? At least your Aunt
Forged her own errands so you could decide
A Tip, though, before your Swollen Lips haunt:
This Caramel Kiss tastes better in Kind
But what's this? Brownies? Or that busted Fudge
Revealed its Bitter Passion up-hand caught
Shrunk into Pips; Yet can carefully budge
To skip-rope her Smile; Then her Pumpkin's bought.
Nuts and Chunks taste good. But so should your Sense
Of Open-Screened Doors; Then block-out the Fence.

Oh that your Tasty Dough many Girls mix
Try out your Sanity much more to Please
Wherein what Sage could ever try to fix
Or heal your Fortitude ever increase?
Eager still, your Soldier's Recipe learn
Courteous Ingredients with soft Firmness knead
Still too large to swallow; So then they churn
And break each Piece mould to a Fitting Bead
That's Life, is it not? Or at least I thought
Long subscribed to that eminent Depress
Then - by Convex - as my Mirror had taught
Four Noble Maidens deflate my Eye less:
Spirit. Family. Sentients. Then me
Which his Last Bite I would give out for Free.

Parker-Based Show, endow your Godfather
Hitch your Strings where your Public Pews invest
With him in Tan; Rake the Stars thereafter
Concern these Words; Or stab the Heart at best
So unexpected these foot Personnel
Hoping to match what others mostly fear
Ignore the Metres; Then impress his Spell
And release the Sound which they want to hear
Most, in Respite, make habit planting Flags
When such Ritual will discredit the Prince
Yet Millions, by three's, twice-timed winning back
That pop-corned Scale; Then worshipped ever since.
Fleeting predict, this Show in five-legs run
Least to endeavour; But mostly for fun.

Certain, Fresh Lad, your Craft's Promise apply
Matter subtract from the Plym's pheromones late
Your own Best Soul; Youth enhance and reply
The Tanned One's Lights; And Career concentrate
One Message sent from your Parents abroad
Which mentored by your Tweeting Aunt confirm
Clip fast your Arms; And Feet embrace the Board
Kick the Meerkat's fears and your Lion burn
So when these Sweeties witness your Best Art,
That same Pastel you carry everyday
Is in you - not There - complete on your Part
And may these Blessings always come your way.
Being your own Boss, your Goal's smile conquer
Burn those Judges; And douse them with Water.

Now seeing this view of the Evening Sun
Well-Wished Voices found their best slots to chant
And you on-seat, wrinkle upwards for fun
Whilst lovely Sailors lay their hymns incant
Or should I say, Sailorettes? That which so
In-differ whichever lingam you choose
Despite your bath of rose-petals they own
Enough to turn your Manly Flavours loose
How true time-trialled these Fancy Trends trend
From whose Life the Weary Market en-cash
Their Choice - yours - feed on your Fashion depend
Then ask your Shirt reprieve your flesh to bask.
Never have my Signals wired to restrict
Whichever Circuits your Engine remits.

Re-Stock these Sausages as she suggests
Thinking these satisfy your Energy Meal
Yet your Counter - ensure your Dive corrects
Was to bid Tension for skin's water heal
Not that I expect you to boil an egg
And serve with fromage to taste her Impress
Bubbly-Cropped you are; This Clock takes to beg
Early for the Finals on your Express
That, sensing why we even entertain
Confounded queries foreign to your Taste
Yet, seeing her eyes, intact they remain
Allowed this Poll to interpret in haste.
And the Result - a Cheer heavily defined
Though hollow in sense; Which you wouldn't mind.

Ibycus Rachelae to my Armoured Vest
Inject onto me that addicting Spritz
Hoping, which my Muse from the Plym comes best
Return my Calls despite everyday Blitz
How Secret, should be that whirly-curled Tail
Twice length your Form cuddle your Evening's Wrap
And when she comes, promote your Heart's avail
Respond to your Tube; And lick-out the Sap
Green, red-banded, was it enough to lure
And bind essential fluids to your waste
Your slime's head recall; Sate potency pure
And bid her offspring from your pride at haste.
Listen, shy snail. Expose your Calciumed House
For her to Respect your True Feelings' douse.