Sure
Sherbert’s
Burgers cure
The BBQ skewer’s
Nerves so I’ve heard

Napkin knotting
Blotting blurbs
Of cotton words
Splurging, curbing
Certain terms
Unearthing worms
Confirmed answer?
No chance
My tiny dancer
Of romance
And I’m the
Lance thruster
Of candid rhyme
Responding
Bonding to outstanding
Things that bring a song
That I can sing til dawn
And I
Combine, reply, and spawn
A baby of night
Growing into a lady of fright
Whose quite exquisite
Playful bite
Leaves marks of insight
Sparks of finite
Fire works
That hurts
When they ignite
In our dark heart’s concerts—
The sponsor of a lively sight.