Salty, Sultry, Juicy Sweet

The hottest lines - one after the other I devour Salty - sultry - tasty - juicy sweet like a toasted flower. The ink runs from the corners of my brain, Oh God, have I been eating poetry again? I made the mistake of swallowing one set of rhymes when The librarian appeared, putting on her necklace chain Reading glasses while looking down her nose. Her eyeballs rolled, her head shook out her woes. Tearing off another page with her walking toward me, She was about to release the dogs - I had nowhere to flee. She stomped her feet and began to weep As I crumble the next page into a heap. She backed away as I snarl and I bark, Crunch, crunch, crunch - swallowing all the way to the question mark. Finding her nerve she approaches me with a moan, Then I watch in amazement as she tears off a page of her own. Folding it up in the palm of her hand, she smiles And growls and shoves the whole page in while Pulling out another book from a hidden pocket of her dress. We sneak off together into a hidden recess. The hottest lines - one after the other we devour Salty - sultry - tasty - juicy sweet like toasted flowers. The ink runs from the corners of our brains, Oh God, have we been eating poetry again? With baited eyes we snarl and bark, Chomping with joy in this bookish dark.