Kissing A Stranger Way Poem by Edna Sweetlove

You have not lived a life that's full
Till you have snogged the possessor
Of a complete set of dentures.

The thrill as your tongue slithers sexily
Along the slimy plastic choppers is exquisite.
And the best thing is: when you wake up
Next morning to find a toothless stranger
Snoring elegantly on your crumpled pillow,
You need not wake them for a lovers' kiss.

Oh no, oh indeed no, not at all, no, no,
You can creep into the bathroom while they asleep
And lick their teeth in the cleansing tumbler.