Taken For a Ride

Saville row suit with lots of loot You start to talk - his jokes are a hoot No wedding ring upon his finger You hold his gaze and let it linger You leave together in his fancy car Passionate kisses follow – you go too far He promises to call you like some men do Has he just made a fool of you You don’t know anything; not even his name It takes two to tango – you are both to blame Nine months later and your baby arrives The only thing you know is the car he drives One day you see this man in the street A wife by his side, 2 kids at his feet You stare at him and catch his eye He looks at the baby and then at the sky Jan Allison 23rd March 2014 I have no idea where the idea for the poem came from - it just took 5 minutes to write