Duty Calls Poem by Don Juan Tenorio

Duty Calls



She wiggles her behind,
As she sashays by.
Then slowly turns,
To catch my eye.
A little smile,
Plays on her lips,
Seductively swaying,
Her lovely hips.
The beautiful smile,
Seems to say,
Somehow I know,
Your'e going my way.
So what should I do,
I'm just a man.
When duty calls,
I do what I can.

Don Juan Tenorio

COMMENTS OF THE POEM
Sally Plumb Plumb 21 March 2011

You seem to be easily excited, I've read some of your other experiences. Interesting read.

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