Submit your work, meet writers and drop the ads. Become a member
Feb 2013
Silky *** she got the name not from me!
I have to say
It's easy though to see just why
When she walks away she kind of glides
Her mate thought I had a crush
Till she knew my age and then she blushed!
Now then now then would be the case
Or call me dad is what I said
But still she smiles and lights the day
As she shimys and walks away.
Micheal Wolf
Written by
Micheal Wolf  On the edge of reason, UK
(On the edge of reason, UK)   
Please log in to view and add comments on poems