To the eye patch

Say you love me so

You never saw the snow

And bookends you are not

Dare we call you snot

So that you coverup my special sadly little eye

Was it to you I need apply

For the world is better alone

And I will be off the phone

But time and time again

I remain a trusted man

An elephants memory is mine

You are less than genuine

So G-d be my true acute

And let me off the hook

There are no psychiatrists for you in heaven

And Lord knows I have had some seven

A man in a fine suit

With your cash and your loot

If I smile will you frown

Does life to you surround

And men have a heavenly lip

Would you an egg slip

If you befriend me true today

Who will you be come next May

I see sunshine in your eyes

But what say you of poetry