Knife Ears, you’re a sweetheart

You make great custard

And your hair floats like a halo

But you’re slightly spicy

Throwing charm wildly

Like chai and ice cream

Licks on wood spoons

Tom Holland is bright

Did we have our first fight?

It’s passionate, it’s saucy

We’ll have a good story

About how you came on the river

Into my life

Overflowing with smiles

Dreamy eyes and steamy tiles

Looking up at you

In my afterglow