In Different

Do you understand la Difference?

Said my mind to a jogger passing by,
For I had commented in passing
That, despite her jiggling ass, br-ring,
Tits and warm vagina, not were
Furthering my mind. Not to be

Unkind, not a lot; she shot backly
Oh, come on, does not the sight of this
Simply make you want to skewer me
With your wand? My reply was as above,
As so below my brains don't fall freely,

For really they are bigger than my dickhead,
Whom, one must admit, gets excited quite
A bit by some good ass and tit, and all
The rest that may one be blessed by,
Yet remain with brain on high, even going

Down: ye shall not make me your clown, said
Lou Reed to Candy Darling, LR to CD,
As a latter day Shakespeare might have writ.

Nonetheless, for all the quite a bit, there
Is quite a bit more to me and thee than

Some mind-jogging ass-jigglery; now,

Who understands l'Indifference?