HOW COME... (BY KEVITO DA POET)

OTHERS ARE
BUT NOT HER
SHE BRAVER THAN
YOUR AVERAGE
SNAKES AND BUGS
DON'T DO DAMAGE
TO HER PSYCHE
SO WHY SHOULD
WHAT COMES
OUT MY BODY?
SHE EMBRACES IT
EVEN TELLS ME
PLACES WHERE IT CAN
MAKE A LANDING PAD
AND IN CASE OF
AN EMERGENCY
I CAN KEEP MY HEAD
BETWEEN HER LEGS...

AFTER ALL SHE
CAN'T COMPLAIN
BECAUSE ROLES GET
REVERSED OFTEN
AND SHE CAN
GET TO SPRAYING
LIKE A FAUCET
BETTER YET
A FIRE HYDRANT
AND SHE CAN FIND
ME STANDING RIGHT
IN THE MIDDLE OF IT
WITH THE WRENCH... 

IT'S OKAY FOR
HER TO MAKE MY
LIPS RESEMBLE
GLASSED DONUTS
OR...
MY THIGHS SLIPPERY
LIKE GREASE
FROM A PIECE
OF KENTUCKY FRIED
SHE CAN GET IT
RECKLESSLY 
ALL OVER ME
WHILE I'M INSIDE
SO WHY SHOULD I
HAVE TO TRY TO
RESTRAIN MINES
ON THE OUTSIDE...

THANK MY
LUCKY STARS THAT
I FOUND HER
MS. BRIGHT EYES
FROM EXCITEMENT
UPON THE  ARRIVAL
MS. ANYTHING GOES
EXCEPT GETTING
HER HAIR WET
MS. YOU DON'T
HAVE TO LET
ME KNOW WHEN
ITS ABOUT TO HAPPEN
SO I'M NEVER ASKING
HOW COME...;-)