The Squeak

The Squeak
© 1983
By PhIllyMan Jim

you were started in the spring
And I watched her undergo
A miraculous transformation

and science can’t explain,
Our love,
Of which you’re the culmination.

as summer starts to wane
I look forward to your coming
with increased anticipation

When I touch Betty Jane,
I can feel you inside
Just adding to my elation