Jumbleful Spring

Oh wonderful jumbleful spring hormones awakening after winter naps making bumbling idiots out of unsuspecting saps Oh dopey me, I bathed perfumed, powdered and dusted picked out slinky sexy things getting more and more flust’ed I skipped down the lights and locked the stairs let down the dogs and tripped over my hair “Dames Javid” I purred “come sugar me some lip” as I swiveled my eyelashes and batted my hip He tongued on his trip, as he blew in my eye then gazed in my ear and heaved a big sigh Ah, Springtime, it’s jumbleful don’t you agree? Cause pobody’s nerfect, especially me.