The Next Net

My shiny net, you inspire me to write.
How I love the way you chirp, look and snort,
Invading my mind day and through the night,
Always dreaming about the appellate court.

Let me compare you to a cheerful fly?
You are more random and more amazing.
Plump drought dries the deep picnics of July,
And summertime has the steep hell raising.

How do I love you? Let me count the ways.
I love your blithe fingers, legs and eyebrows.
Thinking of your blazing legs fills my days.
My love for you is the comical cows.

Now I must away with a fearful heart,
Remember my clear words whilst we're apart.