true tell tale signs of spring

despite what outside temperature register 
(even absolute zero), the unofficial arrival 
of summer occurs, when thee eel hip tic, 
barren, ass hymn tote, ova hottie, foxy, 

Earthly, scantily clad, bomb shell nubile 
babe, bra zen lee, ineluctably, innocently
insouciantly, prominently, promotes pro
pry eh tarry, plus risque provocative proxy, 

trigger numb matt trick functions, as she 
doth seductively saunter to approach ever 
so close, yet never crosses mine orbit, 
but unknowingly teases (like a firecat, 

when catch bull struck four), my test
toss tee roan needle swings wildly in
due sing this ordinary system of a down 
mellow male to feel doubly breasted, 

hair reed kinkily, tongue mortised tenon
facilitating flagellated fortuitous forays, 
go win for inflected  miniature escarpment, 
where groan'n pinkish tulips anchored

right at the estuary (nee slippery sluice), 
sans self cleaning coven at the intersection 
of happy and healthy, heavens to Betsy  
bursting provocative cadenzas whence, 

mine skipping heart beat fosters fertilizing 
fecund fresh field, forthwith fallow paean 
seeds of life and White Lily deemed verb 
hot ten fruit, no matter huck cull berry 

finis wrought twig and berries sounding
off a snap, crackle and pop.