Breakfast

I know that it

Has been a while

But sure as eggs is eggs

You do have such

A winning smile

And a cracking pair of legs

Closing Time

If a
nod

Is as
good

As a
wink

Then
we
should
get

Another
drink

And
finally
put

This
flirtatious
thing

Between
us
both

To
bed

Charmer’s the name

Misery the game

Pleased to meet you

I ain’t

I may lack flair

Writing without care

But really

I’m a saint

*winks*

I think it’s finally happened

I’ve actually gone mental

Any similarly to actual persons

(Alive or dead)

Is purely coincidental

Caught with
my hands
in the
sweetie jar
I retreat,
shamefaced,
when I
hear a
police car…

Who the
fuck has
called
the cops?

I’ve only
stolen
a couple
of pear
drops…