Poem: AH, MY HONEY!

I told my honey of
My bottle of honey
Just some stories,
Of truths and facts

That honey’s good
For my cough, and cold
It tackles my sores
Wounds, and cuts
It’s good for her acne,
Her hair, her skin

I rambled on, and on
Of the goodness of honey
Ah, but a secret,
I kept to myself
My bottle of honey,
Cheaper than the V
For a natural aphrodisiac
None’s better than it is
A couple of spoonfuls
In glass of water
An hour before
The do!