A Winking Eye Poem by Gordon David

I was playing with my mast
And my hand was moving fast
I was losing all control
As my eyes began to roll

I didn't mean to spurt you
I'm sorry that it caught your eye
I didn't try to spurt you
I'm just a winking guy

I was writhing on the floor
As you opened the front door
The eruption from inside
As I lay there on my side

I didn't mean to spurt you
I'm sorry that it caught your eye
I didn't try to spurt you
I'm just a winking guy

I now need a place to hide
Just until you do decide
I'm gonna get so much pain
I will never wink again

I didn't mean to spurt you
I'm sorry that it caught your eye
I didn't try to spurt you
I'm just a winking guy

Look out babe, for the winking guy
Keep away from his winking eye.