Cruella De Thong
so we're stood at the bar my new lover and I
we are getting on ever so well
a drink and a chat, perfect chemistry
when a familiar perfume I smell
my god its his ex looking shifty but smart
in my mind I am seeing Cruella
she asks how we are with a sarcastic grin
I'm aware she is here for my fella
mind if I join you, my date won't be long
she sits down with a flash of a thigh
she alters her top, cleavage on display
I swear her belly button I spy
course she sat in between with her back to me
the atmosphere dives like a bomb
I'll nip to the ladies she says with a smirk
winks at him and says I won't be long
he caresses my hand, reassures me right there
she will soon tire of this, please don't worry
fast she comes back, I see fresh lippy on
though could tell she applied in a hurry
oh look over there it's our friends Sue and Pete
she goes over and hugs them quite strong
almost fell off my stool with the vision I see
her skirt was tucked into her thong
with tears in our eyes from hysterics within
poor Cruella she had no idea
my confidence rose, any doubt disappeared
her thong has dissolved all my fear
Copyright © Carolyne Lloyd-Hartley | Year Posted 2010
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