I take what I can; you know, whatever I can get away with
I can feel how receptive you’ll be
Within our first few words
Do you feel me? I’m surrounding you

I’m mounting on you

I’ll cook and clean; you know… the routine
I’ll bend and rush- but only so much
Rest ass sured, I’ll get mines

Because I’m prettier than you

But, your arms are warm
We both love the attention
And I need a place to crash

My genius is starving

Yummy yum

You. Look. Like. Dinner.

Maybe more. Certainly not less.

Your generosity’s contingent
Upon my ongoing output
I find out later when I spread and linger
So I buckle down
And scrub it
I jimmy it and buff it
And give you a finger just to prove I’m as good as the skin I’m printed on

Gamble on me

Cut your lawn for free

I probably have too much time
And I kill it all
You’d do the same if you were me
I promise, seriously
Your harm’ll only be
Incidental
Incremental
I promise
You may not even notice
Until I’ve vacated the premises