She had chemically treated blonde hair
and first caught my diverse attention
with her big tit lies.
I was her designate driver
and she was but another drunken poetess
who crammed a gallon of very bad poetry
into a double D size cup of black coffee.
But I gave her an A for originality…
She suckered me into
the dark room
complete with a queen size bed.
The DNA stained
synthetically fabricated comforters had been
cleverly fumigated with her spray on sex
and obviously meant to be a deceptive
fragrance of truth; enough
to distract even the most sensitive sense of smell.
She laughed as I masturbated my
enormous ego into believing
her advances weren’t just another dream
in which I would get laid and wake up
the next morning with a case of the crabs
or some Herpes cold sore on my face.
She was a trickster
and I was just some poor sap
who was more than willing to go along with the joke....
2008 © TS
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
Caught my attention right up mate whydina hit her with a pice O cheese..lol..fell out of the chair..