Shall I compare thee? (2)

Does it rankle when your ankles
are compared to two oak trees?
Do you blush when your bush
is mistaken for a beard?

Do you quail when your tail
is likened to a horse?
(I was thinking of a rhino,
so it could have been much worse).

Does it cause you pain,
when I compare your brain
to the inner workings of a ballpoint pen?

But please ignore my ‘parisons,
my cruel similitudes:
you’re as lovely as a bulldog
on a platter of stewed prunes.


 

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