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Do Tickle My Fancy
by
Dave Frazier
Oh my, fancy fellow, so pretty a chap!
Frivolous are you with a feather in your cap?
Fittingly so, for I venture to guess,
Fortuitous are you to engage in such dress!
For I fancy a fellow with feather in cap,
So dashing his flashing, not bashful a chap!
Who engages such a feather to my employ.
To do so would garnish my favor, dear boy!
The feather you willingly wear on your head,
Is it present as only decoration I dread?
Such titillating tickling; could that be your device?
To tempt me and tease me and please me so nice?
To flutter around me; up, down, all about,
Seemingly ceaseless, I sense I may shout!
A woman so wanton, what would a man say?
In society's sobriety, to engage in such play?
But care not and fear not, fine fellow I call!
For I care not to say what takes place at all.
When my fancy has been tickled; I am not remiss.
Pretty fellow, feather so fancy, I shall dismiss!
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