An Anti-Sonnet
Beautiful girls! You are like love itself,
Like spring, the triumph of nature.
When you smile,
I remember myself as a young man.
I forget the women of my own generation
As I look at you.
You are the new generation
That is coming into its own.
Laughing lightly,
You awaken my
Erotic desires.
I want to get to know each
Of you a little better,
Fillies of Generation Z.