It’s long since I’ve done any venal act.
With no one have I made a Tesseract.
No cuddling, spooning & surely no forks.
I pour it into effort…& it works.
A routine routine & very plain plans.
I live mostly outside the needs of man.
Of course, it’s all kept in working order…
In case I’m interrupted by courters.
I keep lookout & I’ve seen no one great.
I’ll live even if we don’t tesselate.

