Hey mel… whatcha ya doin’ sittin’ and stewin’?
Did you think that poem was your perfect shoe in?
Or should I lament, “Oh, what have I done?
I blundered and bantered to the wrong one!?”
Wasn’t it you? Whose words can be quoted,
on becoming more derriere devoted??
“Is it the more stars are seen the more you kiss that person’s @$$?”
Forgive me, but for that I thought you had brass.
In addition to that, you had to ask;
“Is it okay to brown nose?” as part of the task,
of “lowly but hopeful poets” who “don’t want to blow it”.
So forgive me again, when I tell you to stow it.
I ain’t kissing ass, hairy or not,
to get attention from this literal lot
of overblown babblers who think they are it,
cause they count syllables, check rhymes and call it wit.
Now what I am saying, is I wouldn’t mind
two puckered lips smackin’ my behind.
Stars or no stars under your name,
I’d welcome the smooch just the same.
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zz
[This message has been edited by zbaby (edited May 03, 2002).]
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