The Virgo with the brown hair that swings
Has arms large enough to wrap around me.
Straddling both sides of the fence, he says,
Is a good place to be.
He’s been there, and knows.
“Beware! Beware!” warns the wasp
“Those Virgo Men get you everytime!”
The feminine Virgo considers the advice
Tilting her swollen heart sideways and putting it back
Into the Titanium box.
“I’m sure you’re right” she says
“I’m sure I’d be a fool
Those Virgos ARE a weakness.
Ask the Dragon,
If you can”