Listen Dear, you caught me,
In a compromising pose.
I thought you'd be gone for longer
When a needy thought arose.
I promise to be more careful,
With the lock upon the door.
I will certainly listen closely,
For footsteps on the floor.
It's not all me, I might add,
For you could keep offence at bay,
By knocking when my door is closed,
Coz I'm reading 50 Shades of Grey!
You just break me up with your unigue choice of topics and you pull it off so well. I got to read that book. I love your high spirited attitude
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
Sure did get a buzz out of that one thanks Ruby, great work as always :) Me Mo