The Last Word, Age of Indolence II
But I should have known
she wasn’t through.
She snuggled close
to whisper in my ear,
and said I have a message for you.
She sounded sexy and sultry
and licked my ear.
Cuddling with me,
I had both hands full
of my favorite parts of her.
You’re lucky I love you, lazy old man.
So, listen here!
I’m not going to fool around with you
until your yard work is through.
I had a talk with the contractor about
the swing set and the back deck.
He said they can start next weekend
So, He and I signed a contract,
then I stroked the check.
I love my grandchildren and I love you,
don’t ever make me choose
between them or you.
If you don’t start teaching
this little dog to do what I say,
She’s going to wake up
in a shelter run by the S. P. C. A.
When I ask you to trim the bushes?
and you smile like the dirty old man you are,
this time it won’t get you very far.
Now as for helping you
with your (wish it was bigger,)
I think we fit just right,
and we're going to try
something new tonight.
Now get your hands off me
and go wash that filthy car.
Copyright © Robert Kinard | Year Posted 2020
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