My First Experience

Listen to everything I tell you son You will see that you will have fun Go to the house of Lady Loo Knock on the door and do what I tell you to do So with dad’s advice at hand I knock The most beautiful woman from Bangkok She gave me a welcoming embrace And looked at my pimply braced face Then she led me through a door Into a room full of joys and more “Lay her on the bed” “And handcuff her hands to it behind her head” So I did exactly what dad had said With my face a bright pimply red She said “who’s son are you boy?” With my clothes off, she screamed “Mr. Smith’s” in joy As her eyes googled my toy Now me knees were knocking a tune So I dressed and was out there with a zoom Met my dad out side He took me home in his ride As my braces glisten by the light of the moon He said “ That’s an experience, wasn’t it fun” “Now I have a man for a son” Three months later in the papers I read Lady Loo found dead Her hands handcuffed behind her head As dry as a prune on her bed