sweet schizzamm

justine my queen

may she always

reign supreme

and with love

from above

my soul redeem

if this would seem

to be a scheme

then my ass

she should ream

and in my face scream

she is the dream

that makes me cream

upon the scene

whenever she is seen

my love obscene

does this poem mean

more than breath gets bated

if my love goes unsated

so I must not be hated

if I her ass hath rated

because agape is slated

with Eros to be mated

so I need not be upbraided

surely Justine

is just the teen

i had seen

when I was lean

and mean

but now

only a has been

the poets role

is to savor life

never have a wife

and love the strife

forever rife

as butter to the knife

as the lion to the lamb

good-bye

schizzamm