No Strings Attached! ....... [imagined 'wild-Guy's-Life'; Humor; Sinful? Behavior; Not Personal! ; Fairly Short] Poem by Bri Edwards

Here is how I picture myself tonight:
I throw on my shirt, one not too tight.
I pull on my pants; my hips they hug.
Now I'm set to go out & cut a rug.

Down to an imagined disco i do go.
The girls are hot; the beat is not slow.
I grab a hot chick who's looking fine.
For this evening I'll make her only mine.

We impress the crowd with our dancing.
I see that (at me) all the girls are glancing.
I feel sorry for them. Maybe next time.
I give each one of them a shiny dime.....
to remember me.

Between dances, my gal and I cavort;
booze we drink & coke we snort.
At two a.m. we leave the wild scene to go …
to an all-night x-rated picture show

We sit in a secluded corner of the balcony …
where few can.....or even care to......see ………..
what we are doing instead of watching movie.
It was a night we used to call “most groovy”.

The at 4 a.m. I drop her off at her corner to work.
Her pimp growls and spits “You’re late for work”.
So I toss him five C-notes to calm the bum down.
Now he smiles and doffs his cap like some clown.

(July 21, 2015)