Triolet to Maverick, our Ace of Tarts
[background music: flourish of strumpets]
[cross-thread: va-va-vroom]

Your mind is appealing;
You gave me a mauling.
But don't be revealing
What merits concealing.
Sweet-tart, I've the feeling
That tart's not your calling.
When you're a-peeling,
Are you appalling?