Sonnet 19

Devouring Lime, blunt thou the human's Jaws,
And make aunties devour her own sweet Adzuki broth;
Pluck the rotten teeth from the fierce mouse's jaws,
Taken too much of molasses cheerios~
And burn the long-ignored potato in the butt;
Make glad and sorry seasons as thou farts, 
Too much of potatoes and Burritos, and Tarts!
And do whate'er thou wilt, sour-footed lime,
To the moulds and all her fading mochi-sweets;
But I forbid thee one most heinous crime:
O, carve not with Bobbi Brown, my love's fair brow,
Nor draw no lines "there" with thine Pilot pen;
Him in thy course untainted do allow,
Shattering bushes, scattering brows.
For beauty's pattern to succeeding men.
Yet, do thy worst, old lime: despite thy wrong,
My love shall in my verse ever live young.