Oh olive oil I long for thee
My lips day-dream of Sicily
I need to taste your fine green essence
Before the horrors of evanescence
Oh olive oil I miss you more than my dad
When I get home I need you scantily clad
Candles at the table, just me and you
No better reintroduction than dinner for two
Oh olive oil you are driving me insane
How can anybody expect me to abstain
Your extra-virgin body just asking for a glug
But I cannot resist you and decide to chug
Oh olive oil I know this is so wrong
I promise tonight will be our swan song
Your succulent allure has left my heart ablaze
But tomorrow I return to salad and mayonnaise
Ohhhhhhh, olive oil
Simon Says 
K this scares me. Maybe I won’t pick you up at the airport. I’ll just leave you a case of extra virgin at arrivals!
Hey Simon
Sounds to me like you may have been into
the Peroni or Windhoek a little heavier than usual!!
An oil fetish can be a devastating and difficult
to extracate ones self from; intervention is often required.
Consume responsibly!!