Musing on Licks

No honey, don’t lick the epoxy.
I know it’s sticky.
I know it smells sweet.
Would be the last treat
For you and me.
I know, you would lick it for me.
I know, you would.

Please honey, don’t lick the wood.
Oak and glue are really not good
For you or for me.
I know you would lick it for me.
I know, you would.

Yes sweetie, you can lick my nose
But not while I am in this pose
Not when I need to see
Not when I need to be
Worried about hitting my head
Gluing the wheel back on the bed.

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