Wee Willie Winkie runs through the town,
Upstairs and downstairs in his nightgown,
Tapping at the window and crying through the lock,
Come on everyone and look at my - undergarments
Saturday 30 April 2022
ARE YOU WEARING ANYTHING AT ALL?
Are you wearing anything at all?
When you make a phone
call
From your big desk in
the study
Do you sit there in
the nuddy
I certainly pictured
you that way
When you called me the
other day
DO YOU HAVE A BRAZILIAN?
Are you sporting a Brazilian?
I think you might be
Gillian
I don’t think you have
a silly’n
Not like your kid
sister Lillian
Who leans towards a
Chilean
Or your older sister
Jillian
With her moustachioed
Sicilian
No, I think you my
daring Gillian
Might well have a
Brazilian
Which is probably a
chilly’n
SUMMER GIRLS
Summer girls
Glistening with suntan
oils
Clad in bikinis
On yellow sunlit soils
And how the suitor
Athletically toils
To catch their eye
And so, take the spoils
DIRTY-BLONDE HAIR
Oh, pretty girl
With the dirty-blonde
hair
You may be the answer
To a lonely man’s
prayer
I have been watching
You are standing there
And I’d like to ask
A question if I dare
Are you as dirty
As your dirty-blonde
hair
ASTRONOMICAL LOVE
From the moons of Jupiter
And the areolas peaks
Across the navel
plains
To the crater of
Uranus
And the mound of Venus
DRAWN LIKE A MOTH
I moved toward the light
Drawn like a moth to a
flame
It was a benevolent
light
Not dazzlingly bright
But soft and easy on
the eye
And when the vista
opened wide
It emerged into
serenity
With sweet music
everywhere
And love enveloped me
Like a soft blanket
In the place of
perfect peace
I stepped among the
angels
Where no shadows fall
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