Give Me Strong Verbs To Go! Poem by Michael Pruchnicki

I'm sitting in Papa John's
when she sashays in.
Five feet two, eyes of blue,
silk blouse and snug jeans
on a frame that ignited a flame!

She loved movies, she told me,
except for the one she'd slept
through
it was about two guys
and their amorous romps
among the cattle!

She had a manuscipt ready
for publication entitled
DOWN THE DRAIN -
a love story about this plumber
who has a weird life, see?

She was a redheaded goddess
with a passion for literature
and I was her kind of guy,
you know? I said I did
and we bonded then and there!