Short Wingman Poems

I was at a party
Heard a girlish scream
But, the scene
was expected to me.
Fat, hairy dude
Starin' down a pretty lady
I tittered a tad an' said: Baby,
That's just my pal
Salacious Sal
He's an okay dude
to have around.
He ain't no looka
Don't got much charm,
How'd ya like him
on ya arm?

The girly said
F*ck no
an' turned
to go.
Salvy my man, you
shoulda known.
She was intimidated
by your big bones.
Or was it your etiquette?
Salacious Sal only said
“oh well, f*ck it.”...

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