Oh tres contraire, my sweet Mbo -- If I didn't fancy facial hair, would I be sweet talking dear Micca like this? Here's one for you, Mbo, just so's ya know I loves ya!

What a hoolie! I'm havin' such fun
Now I've caught dear Mbo on the run
O'er my knee he now goes
To get kissed to his toes
AND I'M NOT LETTIN' GO 'TILL I'M DONE!

-- Áine