Goddess

Think of me as your Cavalier

You are my Golf, my Yaris

I would take you for a beer

Or for a weekend, in Paris

Think of me as your Subaru

You are my Saxo my Polo

There is little I wouldn’t do for you

I would give you my last Rolo

Think of me as your Granada

I would lend you my best winter coat

I would be kinder, try harder

Than that beast who grabbed your throat

You are my Prius, Nigella

My Cherry; I’m your kind of fella