Paul Curtis Poems

Snow spattered, unseen, against the steamy glass
As the train rattled out of the station
It was a fairly crowded train, but not full
With weary shoppers, shopping bags bursting
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I found myself stranded in a strange town
With less than a week to go before Christmas
Stranded two hundred miles from home
With a seriously ill car in the garage
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Christmas Eve

It was Christmas Eve and the house was decorated for the season
A large fresh cut tree stood in the corner and perfumed the room
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I’ve had my eyes tested
And I am 20/20
I am not short sighted
Nor long sighted
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I have a favourite type of girl,
I love my ladies trim
Like Skinny Ginny
And Ultra slim Kim
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How I look back with regret
At that summer long ago
A sultry sensual summer
A time of sexual awakening
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I start in the morning
With a spring in my step
Like an excited puppy
Full of vigour and pep
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I have a favourite type of girl,
Nothing wrong with that
I love my ladies ample
Like beautiful Fat pat
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