Ten Past Noon

She sashayed into the room everyone was awed

The dancing she stopped and male jaws dropped

She was as beautiful as sin and caused as much of a din

First look at her and you knew she was haughty

Silently I prayed that she was twice as naughty

Every other woman she made look the ugly duckling

As such they were with all their spiteful quacking

The singing resumed and so started her flaunting

All about her ,eager beavers, she  set to prancing

They gyrated and convulsed none of them abating

One by one they were all obviously quickly  tiring

I sat back determined that I should still wait

As the gents all around me broke out into a sweat

It was then that I decided time to step to the plate

It’s my name I deemed fit to write on her slate

If a djin was to appera i would ask for but one boon

The right words and time opportune to make her swoon

I however simply whispered into her ear “Lets leave the room wife.’

Next time I checked the time beside me she slept:Ten past noon.


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I have always been overwhelmed by the exuberance of my own verbosity and the fecundity of my mind's eye. View all posts by BMK

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