Last of the Woad Blue Lovers

Always, always shave;
never cook in the microwave;
no black crescents under your nails,
show cool composure of metro-males.

Wryly, slyly smile
-knowing looks are quite worthwhile-
share all secrets before you kiss,
don’t feign rapture or sexual bliss.

Silly, silly man!
Leave love making to those who can;
you’re not Henry to anyone’s June,
maybe Terry, you daft buffoon.