what me worry?

what me worry? i never do

i'm always amused and amusing you

sans le fear of impending doom

life is like banquet food: pleasure to peruse

do i amuse you

dear? would you think me queer

if while standing beside you i opted instead to disappear? disappear

in no hurry i'll sing my tune

all my skies the hue of a ruddy bruise

in my finest threads couture i'll call up my favorite muse

for a drink - half full - or two

have i abused you

dear? you have had it to here

you say

love is just a bloodmatch to see who