Liebling kan ich deine busen anfassen

bad posture on a bad man,
vodka soup has me horny
and the world has me silly,
but at least I admit...

when she speaks German to me,
I am surprised at its romanticism,
and then Lake Shit makes me smile.

the only flaw is
Enid is not in my poem,
but she is singing Spin Doctors
in my Zoom heart.