Head Over Heals With Heartfelt Euphoria

zilch = the current net result dabbling with said medium

which upside per literary skill 

   allows, enables and provides

a golden opportunity 

   to write my own nonestablishmentarian epitaph.

 Head Over Heals With Heartfelt Euphoria

Though gleeful at assiduous followers 

(one attractive babe, who responds 

nearly instantaneously per my posts)– 

noun heed to make a non verb bull ass

of mice elf just as the fisherman 

gets along swimmingly catching bass

the empty Lenovo screen 

   serves this scrivener as his canvas

please dune hot coon sitter me 

   filled with nothing but gas,

and hot air, cuz 

   ah n’er expected avid fans - 

  at least one fetching lass,

who (if insight on target) 

   finds tha peon hiss ova this older gentleman 

   tingling while en nah mass

asthma whole being electrified,    

   which sensation will not pass

and tremble a trifle by attempting 

   to communicate in poetic code

aesthetically captivating 

   enchanting gals unsure if I goad

dissolution of an online fanciful 

   yearning to befriend via mode

dis operandi vis a vis trying 

   to cap cha feeling without node

fizzling, sputtering thence, 

   extinguishing itself, though this road

not take may spell a mutually 

   positive rapport – no worry, this toad

refrain asking for a kiss, 

      which would prompt ye 

   to reply frog get it buster

or perhaps cease invisibly 

   tracking mine whereabouts while unlike Custer

(General George Armstrong), 

   that Civil War swaggering braggadocio muster

viz that Battle of Little Big Horn, 

   though a salient lurch by Native Americans

their utter demise, extinction, 

   and yes…genocide a blot as if cans

of inexpugnable dyestuff 

   displeases this student of history and fans

the flames of such passion 

   (as well as infatuation with words) intrans

sit while astride this oblate spheroid 

   re: planet earth flush wish LANS

to connect people across 

   globe asper World Wide Web and spans

cosmos countless light years distant, 

   this awesome tele

porting bits of electrical signals astounds me,

   and allows ad vans

his to curry familiarization 

   with such an alluring word smith…aye

wonder if this expostulation 

   might set thyself in a fools paradise with bye

dude forfeiting further exchanges – 

   thus the ILOVEWORDS smote this guy

and takes a risk to expand 

   realm of interacting – your choice hie

accept, but a giddiness washes 

   over this mortal – no fabrication nor lie

though tis wise to avoid continuing 

   to pester – and find my

self banned from this website 

   all because a pleasing gal well nigh

insinuated herself (whether 

   purposefully or otherwise) – 

   so now hand ply

me thru the cyber sea back 

   to thine bastion of land, 

   the house of Pooh's corner, and glow with effort to try

my utmost effort to downplay great expectations, 

   but…yukon text or send an email.