From A Subway Ride,
To telling lies,
Tired, I sat near the conductor,
I asked him to wake me,
If asleep, I shall fall,
Before my destination,
We shot the breeze, for a while,
I nodded several times, I was tired.
A lovely maiden, lost and confused,
Asked me for directions,
New in town, I am, she said,
The address was familiar,
En route to my own,
I gave her directions,
Best I knew how,
But blonde, she was,
What can I say?
My volunteered information,
Fell not, into intelligent ears,
Did not sink in right away.
I'll show you, exactly where,
That's if you don't mind?
Our stop was announced,
We exit the train
I showed her the location,
She was seeking,
She invited me up stairs,
House sitting, I'll be,
For about a week,
You've been so helpful,
Please, come inside with me,
She was tall, blonde,
And of cause, a statuesque beauty.
I took her up, on her invite,
The house was beautiful,
Really out of sight,
I am exhausted, she said,
Would you like some coffee?
Sure, light and sweet, I reply,
She disappeared, into what I thought,
Was the kitchen,
Half hour went by,
She was no where in sight,
I knew not why?
I became restless,
Walked around, called her name,
A soft sexy voice answered,
I am here, big boy,
Come to me,
Towards, the voice direction,
I slowly strolled,
Opened the door, Lord behold,
She was completely naked, asked me in,
What are you waiting for?
Big boy.
With a wide grin, from ear to ear,
Salivating with lust,
I couldn't take my clothes off,
Fast enough,
Jumped into bed,
She was under the covers,
When I reached, for the sheets,
To uncover my treat,
A hand shook me hard,
It was the conductor,
Wake up sir, Your stop.
By: William Bonilla
4/22/03
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Excellent!
Reindeer
LOL...I love it...
BTW Did you run into
Pepe Le Pew??? LOL
Trixie :)
Bobbi
Excellent, fun poem, William
Chrissie
Super write, my sweet friend!