A Quickie in Bai Hai Park Lest our new passion sputter, Lest peepers mark its fervid flicker, Let's only lick, not flutter, Not risk a bite to bring a snicker. Lest my frayed wire shortcircuit, Lest passers hear your high-pitched squeal, Let's measure till we work it: This fever subdue to only a feel. Lest at cocktails later we wince, Lest launderers discover our stain, Let's swallow jaded evidence. Dear boy, what did you say is your name?Louie Crew |