Ode to a babe (babeliness is next to godliness)
A babe! A babe. An implausible babe!
A sneak! That babe. Somehow overlooked, this babe.
In plaid. Babely in plaid. In plaid and cuffed sleeves. A babe. In dresses — those dresses! — breezy and flowing. A babe.
And in her smile, a babe.
A restrained smile, nearly imperceptible
Tugging gently at the corners,
Like she knows better than to laugh at you, this babe.
Taunting bottom lip, this babe.
Never believed in the adjective “beestung” before.
But maybe you should put some ice on that, babe.
