George Hunter


001 - Girl Watching - Poem by George Hunter

I was sitting in the park just biding my time
Trying to think of a topic for my next rhyme.
When this maiden strolled by,
Man she really looked neat
Built like a brick house from her head to her feet.
Then she started to sashay across the street.

I thought, Jezzus dude, seven come eleven
She has an ass on her that was made in heaven.
And the rest of her wasn’t all that bad either,
It was enough to give this connoisseur a fever
So excuse me boys while I take a breather.
All at once the birds started singing
And I couldn’t keep my ears from ringing.

As she put one foot in front of the other
All I could think of was bless her Mother
For giving life to that bit of confection
That was undergoing my close inspection.
As she walked it jiggled first left and then right
I’ve never before seen such a sensuous sight.

She disappeared in the crowd, the spell was broken
And I just sat there with my mouth hanging open.
I’ll have to say it totally made my day
That vision of loveliness that had come my way.
I just leaned back and took a rest
Waiting for another beauty to pass my test.

They usually call this activity girl watching
But oft times it’s more like whale watching.
But every so often a chick strolls by
That really happens to catch my eye.
It relieves the stress of the daily grind
And restores my faith in womankind.


Comments about 001 - Girl Watching by George Hunter

  • Bronze Star - 2,951 Points Cynthia Buhain-baello (3/5/2010 8:06:00 PM)

    Lovely. That is why women were created - they add pizzazz to man's otherwise boring existence.: -) Great write Georg -enjoyed it very much. (Report) Reply

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  • Rookie - 0 Points Samanyan Lakshminarayanan (10/1/2009 1:29:00 AM)

    lovely...has humor...mischief...a real fun to read this very natural poem (Report) Reply

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Poem Submitted: Saturday, August 29, 2009

Poem Edited: Friday, July 3, 2015


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