My fool, my love

Oh gentle lover, my only bozo
to whom I owe my fine bosom
as a merit to thy tender touch
to the piercing eyes that don't say much
the eyes that grope these maternal curves
curves to which lusty paws cannot have
but only to you ardent witless swain
to revive the fervor that was formerly slain
and with my kind, nurturing, warm arms
I shall guard you from all that harms
cause you are my greatest clown
and also my well honored paladin
Come now my darling beau, love awaits.