He fancied a change so asked his trophy girlfriend
“What about swinging do you fancy that?”
At the party he threw his keys in a bowl, but alas
He fancied a change so asked his trophy girlfriend
“What about swinging do you fancy that?”
At the party he threw his keys in a bowl, but alas
Let me tell you about my Aunty Grace
She was found, to her utter disgrace,
In a state of undress in a public place,
Unashamedly sitting on
a young man’s face
Where was your cherry popped?
Was it done with the
utmost care?
At a party under a pile of coats
Or at the local cinema or theatre
Maybe out back in a dark alley way
Or in a car? many are popped there
Was it a hasty tryst
in the woods?
Or on the patio bent
over a chair
Wherever it occurred I
would wager
It was an
unsatisfactory affair
Multiplication is vexation,
Division is as bad;
And that’s why they invented the calculator
Are you wearing a wet suit?
I’m sorry my query is
moot
Why are you? Is more
appropriate
As we’re stood in the
Sahara desert
Hair of brown
Falls in cascade
Over freckled skin
In perfect compliment
Like forest fronds
And dappled shade
Sights, sounds, smells, taste and touch
It’s funny the things
that cause the memories to arise
When all of a sudden
memories of my Brother flood back
It’s Barry White, Wine
gums and Apple Pies