Cheesy Love PoemOh Cheesy Prose

A cheesy love poem... ***

Hate to break it to you sister…

But the lover you kicked out of your house

has found the way to me.

And I am nurturing this lover - with finger-tips and lips stained red,

savoring the exotic essence of sassy aftertaste.

Oh - he loves me and I love him.

Oh flaming, red-limon, Cheeto.

Oh addiction.

...Oh hips.

Be I not swayed by the cheesy cheetah caricature that sweetly masks your dangers -

Be it only a matter of time before I fill of your indulgence and wish I knew you not -

and send you on your ravenous way to another's stead...

Rue I the day I met you.