Aganippe Freshets

Alive in every Naiad well spring fount  
Lay the Muse of man at its comely source  
To rule his thoughts about who to mount  
For the most sportive brand of intercourse!
 
Oh, first the flow may only be a trace  
To be gingerly lapped and gently sipped  
Before plunging in with an ardent face  
Warranting the source more thoroughly lipped  
And sealed there with the lingering kiss,  
Finding favor in feminine flavor,  
Leading therewith to the ultimate bliss  
The rights to which no Naiad would waiver...  
 
Since pearls on a deserving girl  
Are always worth...a lingulate whirl.