A tasty exterior she absolutely had indeed, and he wanted, no… needed a rather magnificent piece
Of it All, to hold aside long forever have
Mapped it out immediately from an unrequited beginning and subtly, so intricately, sinned to jovially win her right over
Not a word of his shameful travails to cuckold her whole – her touch could smoulder to hold and hug you amidst these unmatchedly darkened days
Meticulously unabashed judgement, to handsomely soar when she turned a colder than shoulder – oh what a pretty and freckled shoulder, as Red-ravened and Irish as they shall ever get to come, perhaps
Strung-out ’till this particularly peculiar saviour donned his gladrags, swooped on in And Won her All over