Gordon D Wilkinson

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Apple Pie Mmmmm My Eye - Poem by Gordon D Wilkinson

Boy, this bed rattles bangs and squeaks
Your mother said was louder than the works hooter
I told your mom it was the computer geeks
They were fixing your computer

She asked who has left the empty condom packets
I told her, I used them as handle covers for my tennis racquets
By what I said, to her she was quite taken aback,
She thought my mind wandered on another track

What is the point of that she asked In Turn?
Her eyes glaring hard at me looking so stern
I once dropped them, in mom’s apple pie
As she looked knowingly, in my eye

All the banging kept us awake
I told her you were chasing a little snake
Her eyes burned right through my head
Snakes she said a snake wandering in the bed?

Somehow, she thought I was telling a tale
As she looked at me, my face went pale
You had better see the local vicar
Do you think I was drinking liquor?

Sadly my roving days are done
My girlfriend’s oven has a bun
The wedding day came and went
Now my racquet handle, is slightly bent

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Comments about Apple Pie Mmmmm My Eye by Gordon D Wilkinson

  • Rookie - 0 Points Christine Kerr (3/15/2009 11:26:00 AM)

    Don't know why you haven; t had more people check this one out. I think it is so funny. Hope you don't stop your humour Gordon (Report) Reply

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Poem Submitted: Saturday, March 7, 2009



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