Dear Ellebana I Want To Lick Your Canteen
The streaks of frosty dewdrops on the façade look so inviting
I will press my cheeks on the chills from inside so refreshing
Oh Ellebana I want to savor your lipstick
The bright red color cheers up like candy cane on penny lane
Fluffy pillows pout and stretch to half moon with succulence
Sweet Ellebana I want to feed your beaver
She’s been vegetarian so long it’s time to try sausage Bavarian
If that’s wimpy plain maybe spicy like arms length Hungarian
Lovely Ellebana I want to suckle your honeydews
They stood up and wowed everybody down by the fruit section
Bursting lusciousness overflowing juices need devoted suction
Darling Ellebana I want to nuzzle your buns
Symmetry in motion they are molded perfection by artist hands
Baker outdid himself creating mounds tasting leaps and bounds
My Ellebana I want to smooch your nectar
Sheen of your skin like smooth silk can enrapture and capture me
Down from above or up from below there’s no place I’d rather be
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