Oh God
Oh God,
Take thy nagging woman
Bring her back a blond
Slightly dumb, would not be frowned upon
Oh God,
Could you give her rubber gloves
Make her iron in the nude
If you could
Oh God
One without a headache would be handy
They tell me nymphs are always randy
Oh God
Can I get one that’s tight
Not too bright
Brings in beer
Doesn’t shout in your ear
Oh God
Can I change her every week
Would that be a cheek
A month would be fine
If I take a shine
Oh God
One more ask
The girls on Poetry soup, might take me to task
Can you make them think this is a beautiful sonnet
Aimed at them all
Keep it under your bonnet.
Copyright © Paul Bell | Year Posted 2023
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