Fire Pants
his house has 3 extra bedrooms
the queen's parlor would be for me
see-through showers
fresh-cut flowers
just for the smell of it
he'd lick my pedals
run the fire sprinkler
in the hall
just for the hell of it
he would ride his white stallion by day
my donkey by night
three cars we'd have
two foreighn
one for the kids to borrow
we'd spend summers
on his boat
with 3 engines
he'd be perfect
to help me untwist
my extensions
the part he forgot to mention
his wife
owned half
of everything he swore he had
Copyright © Renee Bobbitt | Year Posted 2008
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