Xander’s Dream
A humble attempt at Whedonverse verse. The term “curative kissage” courtesy of wordsmith Pointy.
Xander’s Dream
Buffy and Willow
Could not share a pillow–
Oh, Will was just fine,
But Buff would decline,
Citing lack of flexibility.
Sweet Willow rejects,
But Buffy suspects
That magic may prove
She’s in Willow’s groove.
Yes, she’s fearing hex-ability.
So I, just a duffer,
Became my friends’ buffer
To keep them apart.
But they soon stole my heart,
Amping up my exciteability.
Curative kissage
They saw on my visage
Was what I desired
For three friends so tired
Yet I doubted my desirability.
“Oh come to bed, Xan.
For you are our man.”
Called Willow and Buff…
So I called their bluff,
Feeling the inevitability.
U R Bad!
Season Nine!
This poem is just . . . neat!