Like Chalk and Cheese and
Yet still you please me ~
Swear, Oranges, Apples
You'll always feed me ~
Of Plums and Limbs I've
Many tasted, but Yours, so
Sweet, on me, not Wasted ~
Your Basketful your Bushel too
I'll eat and eat till breathing Blue ~
I'm Greedy grown on You
and needy, on You dine Only so
Come NOW feed me ~
Opposites Attract Ourselves Abstract
Till Fictions Themselves eat
Only Facts ~
Then are We, as Chalk is to Cheese
Mirrored Images ~ Yet ~
Honeycombed Bees
We may be like Cheese, is as
To Chalk, but Let's just fuck
Enough with the Talk!