(For the girls) - Scene - Bedroom.
Television On.
Who wants hot-rocking
Kits-off, full frontal
Chipperdancing ravers
When I got you babe?
Just looking!
Do I want knicker-waving
Lead-pumping prancers,
Toothy-grinning shimmyers,
Cheeky-faced paraders
When I got you babe?
Who's looking!
Must I have sexy singing
Leg-flinging swingers,
Botty-bumping antics
From wide-eyed romantics
When I got you babe?
Not looking!
To me my handsome honey-bun
You're all of them rolled into one.
Come on let's have our bit o' fun.
Television Off.
Yeah, right! You weren't looking! ! Then why did you keep the telli on?
'Come on, let's have our bit of fun.' Yes, Fay, OUR bit of fun; not A bit of fun - for there's nothing like what is truly yours, what you make for yourself, for YOUR fun is like no other since, as tou say, 'I got you babe' and who's looking This is moving and sweet, the first poem I read this morning and it will be with me all day.10 indeed. Mark
Is that a roll in the hay and who needs a TV anyways fun…lol This is a wonderful piece of work with sweet emotions. Scott
Love the phrase 'Toothy-grinning shimmyers' - I saw 'The Chipendales' years ago, but give me a real loving man any time (in fact anytime soon would be good!) Brilliantly expressed by a real woman!
It isn't often that television inspires a rollicking and humorous poem like this, Fay, one that's a rip-roaring treat for the reader! This delightful poem was a tour-de-force of your wonderful talent as well as a darn good poem. I'm just wondering if this goes on every night? ? ? ! ! ! Carl.
They were the days my friend may they never end a real fun poem jim
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
Laughing bags here Fay...Just at a picture of the 'Grand Finale' while the band played on...Great one Fay. Sid xxx