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Posh Nosh

It was our first date and I had to impress her
While fighting the urge to move in and caress her
I’d have to be subtle and somewhat refined
And show her an intellect dwells in my mind
It wouldn’t suffice to say, ‘Fancy some nosh?’
Took a taxi uptown somewhere awfully posh
I tipped the head waiter to get a good table
Kept up the decorum as best I was able
The vino was tasted and two glasses poured
She licked her top lip and my temperature soared
Her manicured nails browsed a pure vellum menu
And we ordered the very best dish of the venue
We chatted, I felt I was holding my own
For not even once did she check out her phone
Dinner was served, to hell with the cost
My eyes drank her in and I knew I was lost
But I fell in love when my date got het up
Oy Geezer, she bellowed, got any ketchup?

Copyright © | Year Posted 2021




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Date: 5/30/2021 8:09:00 PM
You built her up so well for that hilarious downfall, Terry. Reminds me of one of those gorgeous dames in the old Hollywood 'B' movies. They were spectacular until they moved their jaws. 1/2 the time they were from Brooklyn. Oy! Good one! :) gw
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Date: 5/31/2021 11:42:00 AM
Thankyou Gershon. I hope the Brooklyn Girl Guides don’t track you down... just claim poetic license. Terry
Date: 5/28/2021 7:55:00 PM
LOL. Oh, no! I think you can do better, Terry.
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Date: 5/29/2021 12:09:00 AM
You know what they say... Fur coat and no knickers! Thanks Milt. Terry
Date: 5/28/2021 4:21:00 PM
ha ha ha I can picture the same scene but it would be my son wanting the tomato sauce lol:-) hugs Jan xx
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Date: 5/28/2021 5:00:00 PM
Thanks Jan. Simple fact of the matter is... he who pays the piper... Terry

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