In shadows of a tangled dance, Dear Abby cucks poor Leo's stance. While Lindsay, with a playful wink, Chooses Abby, makes Leo think. Lindsay's "wobblemeat," a jest in play, Bounces through the night and day. Steph's cleavage, bold, for all to see, Adds spice to this fractured glee. Yet Leo clutches his thinning wallet, A symbol now of love's strange sonnet. In this tableau where hearts entwine, Laughter echoes, a love divine.