George Hunter

Your Place Or Mine? - Poem by George Hunter

I was just loafing around with nothing better to do
Thought I'd drift uptown and have me a brew.
Put on my cleanest dirty shirt,
Wanting to look good in case I decided to flirt.
Strolled up the sidewalk, it wasn't that far
And soon I arrived at my favorite bar.
The name of this dive was Hunter's Hogan
I always admired that clever slogan.
Went in the door and stopped a spell,
So dark in there I couldn't see well.
Oozed up to the bar, looking real cool
And plunked my ass down on my favorite stool.
The barkeep yelled out, "What's your mud?
And I hollered back, "Make it a Bud."
Make it a Bud Light ‘cause I want to stay relatively sober
As I may be here until next October.
I was just sitting and enjoying my drink
Trying my best not to worry or think.
Just chillin' out from the cares of the day
And all the bad things that had come my way.
When all of a sudden the air in the room
Was permeated with the scent of expensive perfume.
I looked to my left and what did I see
Sitting on that stool very close to me.
A beautiful babe with flowing red hair
And legs that stretched from here to there.
A tiny waist and a bosom just right
Peeking above her dress so tight.
I could tell right off this dame had some class
As she even drank her beer from a glass.
I choked a bit and before I could think
I said, "Pardon me Miss, may I buy you a drink? "
She said, "Thank you sir, I'd like a small glass of red wine'
And after that, 'Will it be your place or mine? "
I was taken aback but I didn't blink
So I answered right away before I could think.
"Yours would be better, I'm so sure of that
As I didn't have time to clean up after my cat."
We went to her penthouse in a very fine place
Had a couple more drinks to slow down the pace.
Then we started kissing and fumbling and then undressing
I knew then that the good Lord had given his blessing.
Things were heating up so we got into bed
And then --

Sorry. Due to technical difficulties beyond my control, I am unable to complete this exciting, erotic tale at this time. Maybe later. Maybe never, if you're lucky.

Comments about Your Place Or Mine? by George Hunter

  • Philo Yan (10/17/2012 4:17:00 AM)

    I enjoyed the humor and teasing the readers towards the end with this tongue-in-the-cheek poem.
    Thank you.
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Poem Submitted: Saturday, October 6, 2012

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