An old dare, newly done.
Bewildered to see me again? But why,
When you joggled the cage door yourself?
When you said that you would rectify
The differences between that television series,
That horror movie of our romance?
It took a bit of uncanny guessing,
Of peanut cohesion, of failed illicit dieting,
Of indolent chocolates on lazy tongues.
You enthrall me with your hidden steps
Around the scales of life. But,
I found you again, and ascertained
That you had grown again, with me, as
Now about your hips which I squeeze,
I encircle you, my dear, have a slice.
For you’ll not forget me again.
Yes, yes, yes, you must guess who I am, old friend.