A poem for Neville –

Oh, Neville, the star of my life,

The wonder of my heart,

I am now rife,

For picking.

Oh, Neville, take my virginity!

I lose myself in you,

In a holy sanctity,

Love me...

Oh Neville, there is nothing now,

Now that I have reached that point,

I see, there, a cow,

But, alas, it is not you.