A Well-layed Plot

She told me not to stare

But where, oh my where

Could my eyes else go?

For me she is the whole show!

The beginning was for fools;

The middle shall prove happy;

Our climax, often and multiple;

Our ending, (don't you know) joyous above all.

Author's Notes/Comments: 

This set out to be another sonnett, but why force past a good ending?

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