For Fun
She says I sulk a lot
What a terrible thing to say
I would blow my top but I'd better not
I just won't talk to her today.
She claims I'm going goo goo
and I need to see a shrink
Just because when she was on the loo
I had a pee in the kitchen sink.
She says sometimes I am giddy
and I really get on her wick
My underpants are skiddy
and my smelly socks make her sick .
She says we are not playing hide and seek
and our love making has gone to pot
I must be happy to get it once a week
and I'm to stop saying , I'm coming ready or not .
On the days when we are kissing
We both wear a lovely smile
We realise what we've been missing
and I know she makes my life worthwhile.
I've been reading a lot of fantastic love poems about love that burns brightly after forty years and so on ,
This is my hopefully funny version of that.
Copyright © Darren Watson | Year Posted 2014
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