She fished in lakes that were fishable.
Her stanzas a ploy, her sunbeams a decoy.
Her cantos were cloying, crawling carrots she angled
with a lustrous, luscious ,luring live hook and line.
Did she bait her hook with honeyed humor and hues
like radio and TV programmes meant to entice hearers
and viewers for ads? Or was she a charming, curvy server
who consumed clients at a tavern like service stations are to fuel
what carters and users are to eating places and other amenities?
Did she drop pies ‘n’ promises like duping racers at an election time?
