It’s a snicker and a grin
And it isn’t much a sin
To imagine I’ll get in
With sheer determination.
But maybe you’ll pardon me
And will try a bit to see
If I can likely be
Your co-conspirator for eternity.
Maybe it’s not possible
Perhaps the idea horrible
And my venture just not tolerable
In this universe most unremarkable.
I’m just being such a tease
As I’m twisting in the breeze
With my pants down ‘round my knees
Doing as I please.
Yet, I thought I’d simply mention it
And suggest you try my wit
With the notion we may fit
But I see you just don’t give a s**t!
Wednesday, March 28, 2012
Twisting in the Breeze
Posted by The Dashboard Poet at Wednesday, March 28, 2012
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