Sew it seems

He said he wants to sew his seeds.
It really needled me.
Sew it seems.
I can’t cut the tie that binds
It must be polyester then
No, it’s Polly O’Hara
How come?
Write to the GuardianI did and I’ve never looked affronted again

I said I don’t like Wagner not do you want a tomato
I said do you  like Brahms not come into my arms
 I said, are you mute not dare you shoot
Would you like a new novel.I hate to grovel