I fear it may be too late
to play twister with a stoat.
I seem to have missed the boat;
by an irony of fate
I was stood up by my date
(no need for you to gloat),
which is why I arrived too late
to play twister with a stoat.
There's no more to relate,
no aphorisms to quote
to serve as antidote,
no way to mitigate
the fact that I came too late
to play twister with a stoat.
