SONNET XVIII – Inspire Me, Big Boy

SONNET XVIII – Inspire Me, Big Boy

 

All of my words are just wind in the trees

Without someone to give inspiration.

I need a man make me weak in the knees

To give me my proper motivation.

It’s easier to find a unicorn

At my age than to attract a good male.

One that is not so addicted to porn

Or looking for hot young pieces of tail.

I laugh to see that you have the same woe,

Art is no fun without tall pretty models

And my adjectives simply do not glow,

And the rhyme is weak and almost toddles.

May God send to you a lovely Venus.

And me a man with a working penis.