Spystick

She’s one of a dozen
Yet you’ve seen the state
Of the other eleven
So hold onto her
Stay focused
Don’t let your eyes stray low
And watch her with interest
Keep the springtime at bay
And sing her your songs
Drown her in your laughs
Keep her in your sights
Don’t stray out of her eyes
Or all over town
Her spies stick like sweets
Pride to bring you down
Keep your weekends clear