My Favorite Stalker Poem by Bryan Taplits

I paid her once a compliment
Flattered, she fluttered her eyes,
Yes, I was preparing for another affair-
So I got ready for my new enterprise.
At this time she became my sunflower-
But boy should I have run,
Yes, I found that she was a flower, sure,
But there was poison under that sun.
I admit, her murderous-malevolence
gave me a fleet and fevered brief lull,
But I still hied full speed-as I whipped forward my steed-
And I diligently mis-noticed all flaws.
...And though I see a new wrinkle now-
As I view my bi-polar and viperous sow-
I don't feel quite yet that she needs a vet-
And thus my cause should not yet be paused!