#specs
"Granny, granny,come look at me."
There was excitement and urgency in my granddaughter 's voice,
I hobbled as fast as I could my cane thumping on the floor.
I stood there inside the door chuckling.
My granddaughter had become me,
She wore a tweed skirt high on the waist,
A white blouse with a high collar and a bow,
On her face she wore one of my specs which she had smeared with a bit of vaseline,
The effect was so that she could not see clearly like me.
She had put some pebbles in her shoes to enable her to hobble ,
Her hair she had combed into a bun.
Lastly she put on white gloves which she explained she had borrowed from my cupboard.
she held a dainty white laced handkerchief.
"How do I look, granny?"
"ME! I laughed.
"You will be the best granny in your school fancy dress party.
Pray, remove the vaseline from the specs or you will fall down,
You can borrow my cane too,
I love you dear munchkin."
Oct 17, 2018
Oct 17, 2018 at 3:23 AM UTC
You're such a beauty with your powder blue eyes,
Like specs of loveliness.
Why can't he see it?
Why doesn't he know it?
They all talk about your flaxen hair;
Your legs that stretch from here to there,
But he outruns you
Without nary a strain.
You've got a long way to catch up to him
Cause you know that he's out of your league.
But you don't care how far you'll go,
Someday you'll have him on his knees.
Begging for mercy, please.
You got no reason for to doubt yourself
And what you bring to the game of love.
But he wont play it,
Won't even say it.
They all know you got the strategy.
It's so frustrating that he leaves you be.
Won't look your way,
Though he's not gay.
You've got a long way to catch up to him
Cause you know that he's out of your league.
But you don't care how far you'll go,
Someday you'll have him on his knees.
Begging for mercy, please.
You've run the cycle,
You've toured the maze.
You've carved a path.
You got it figured out.
Just at the time
You reach for prize
He does a zig-zag-ziggy-zag
Swill-still swanson sidelong swag.
You're such a stinger with your tight, ruby lips.
And he should be your own.
Why don't he see it?
Why don't he know it?
All can see the assets you could bring to romance.
But he seems numb to your signs.
What's wrong with him?
Not that he's dim.
But he keeps getting away
You've got a long way to catch up to him
Cause you know that he's out of your league.
But you don't care how far you'll go,
Someday you'll have him on his knees.
Begging for mercy, please.
Someday you'll have your way.
So you'll keep chipping away.
And someday your baby
Will come around to your way.
Apr 22, 2018
Apr 22, 2018 at 3:00 AM UTC
You make me feel like I'm in pre-school
I keep on thinking about the bad stuff we could do
That's why my friends want me to stop thinking of you
They don't get what I do
They don't see the potential you have inside you
You try to cover it up to
But I see right through you
Specs never looked as good accept on you
I don't want to rush
But damn... I think I'm in love
I don't want to rush
But **** Your hands must be so soft
I think I said to much
But I'd lie if I said I didn't think about you last night
You wonder in my head
The only person I imagine in my bed
Dec 12, 2016
Dec 12, 2016 at 5:58 PM UTC