Sense Sonnet - Pumper

 Her Veggie Over Him

She serves me to him many ways.

Sometimes I'm boiled or baked or fried,

Sometimes served raw with mayonnaise.

However to him I'm supplied,

She serves me up with carnal aim,

To render him helpless for sure.

She knows that I am her best game

To get and keep him stuck on her.

Cuz she knows as long has been known,

Enticing love, I've got the edge,

Potent properties, all my own,

For making love, I'm super veg.

As a love potion I enchant.

He's her sex slave with this eggplant.