The Temptation of Hartley-Brewer

Oh Julia, Julia Hartley-Brewer,
I touched her knee when I hardly knew her.
A punch was threatened in my face
And in due course I fell from grace.

On Question Time her face occurred,
I hung upon Julia’s every word,
Her eyes emit intentions amorous,
Her knees quite hidden from those cameras.

I dreamt of her in see-through blouses,
Sliding fingers down my trousers,
A voice so forceful yet hypnotic,
At once commanding and erotic.

I strove to erase her from my mind
But my confidence was undermined,
I was so ashamed that I shed a tear
And terminated my career.
 
Oh Julia, Julia Hartley-Brewer,
I touched her knee when I hardly knew her.
A punch was threatened in my face
And in due course I fell from grace.
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May 25, 2023 at 5:21 PM
John, Julia must had been a lady. John, I would like to send you a permission slip for you to sign for the poem "Brian Finds Breakfast" to submit to the second book being published " Nursery Rhymes from Poets Around the World II", you have your mail shut off.
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March 6, 2022 at 1:25 AM
John, thanks for participating in my contest and congratulations for your placement. Best Mohan
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