Tests, Pens, and Asses

If this is a test

Get pen and paper

Close all your books

And reach for your neighbor

Tests tickle

My fancy

Behold them

Romance me

My pen is awesome

Held tightly grasped

The ink is flowing

My intentions unmasked

Harass

Is just lovely

As uninvited

Discovery

I keep abreast

Of friends by the pair

They wave back to me

By breathing the air

There are ways

To make you tick for days

But, tocks are the

Very stuff of praise

You an'us

Why all the fuss?

Words are just toys

We slyly discuss

Only one letter between

Insanity and inanity

Read between the lines

To uncover profanity