Would I appear more attractive to you...
If I were bravely shot out of a cannon
and landed in a mangled heap
just short of the straw pile?
Would I appear more attractive
if I wore flannel shirts a size too big
(with shoulder pads beneath)
and had a beard
(oop, I have a beard)
and went out each morning
with a big ol' ax
to single-handedly chop down the rain forest?
Or, say, if I held my wine glass
with my pinky extended
and gushed about "finish"
and "bouquet?"
Would I appear more attractive if
I posted pictures of my Corvette
(better get one first)
from every angle with the caption underneath:
VROOM VROOM?
Or if I popped over
and fixed your computer with one
perfectly placed karate chop...
VOILA!
Would I appear more attractiveperfectly placed karate chop...
VOILA!
if I were twenty years younger?
Thirty?
A baby spitting up on your new sundress?
Or...
If you saw me falling out of bed
( banging my head)
first thing in the morning--
mumbling...scratching...farting...
traces of last night's garlic popcorn on my breath,
chasing you around the room imploring:
KISS ME--I'M YOURS!
Reality raises its ugly head.
Let's all go back to bed.
LOL. You are a hoot. I especially loved picturing the falling out of bed stanza. "Kiss me, I'm yours." Love it.
ReplyDeleteYou know I'm always out to tickle you, Sherry!
DeleteThis is so much fun! Love the stanza, "falling out of bed." I just finally got around to reading Darwin's Moon last week! Loved it.
ReplyDeleteOMG...I didn't know you had Darwin's Moon. I've put out two other books since then...I think Last Tango In Timbuktu you might enjoy! :)
DeleteThis is such a fun read! Love your sparkling sense of wit and humor here :)
ReplyDeleteIt's all that sparkling water I drink, Sanaa!
DeleteHa.. I know... it's impossible to understand the female mind... (but I would stay away from garlic popcorn...)
ReplyDeleteBoth must indulge if you're going to eat that!
ReplyDeleteThis was fun. If you went back to bed, reality wasn't that ugly
ReplyDeleteOh, but the lights are out.
DeleteMy kinda guy! Loved the garlic popcorn!
ReplyDeleteKiss kiss!
DeleteYou know there are self help books on how to attract and hold a woman's interest.You should not fart in a woman's presence unless you have known her for at least 8 years. I read that somewhere.Good luck in your pursuit of the fairer sex:)
ReplyDeleteEight years seems reasonable. By that time, neither one cares :)
ReplyDeleteAnyway, I no longer pursue.
LOL, some things do take a lot of true love (if not cannons etc.).
ReplyDeleteYes, cannons...and I'm a loose one!
DeleteHahaha! NO FARTING IN THE CORVETTE!
ReplyDeleteUnless the top is down!
DeleteDelightfully rompy feel to this.
ReplyDeleteThanks. That's just the word that keeps coming to mind!
DeleteWhat a rollicking great read. How good it is to laugh hearty. I must read more!
ReplyDeleteHope you do, for sure!
DeleteNice poem. I was wondering how she will be able to keep up with all that attractiveness.
ReplyDeleteI know...so much of it!!!
DeleteO, shut up and kiss me(ouw) .... smiles ... Love, cat.
ReplyDeleteThought you'd never ask--lol
ReplyDeleteI love it! Must admit....there's something about a guy who can chop wood in flannel. My sister, used to a king bed, recently fell out of the double in the guest room. So these things happen every day.Delightful poem!
ReplyDeleteMore often than we'd like to admit, eh? Muchas gracias, Yvonne!
ReplyDeleteBrilliant read! I like my man to be natural, no need for airs and graces. Not sure about the farting though...
ReplyDeleteKind regards
Anna :o]
You just create no farting zones, and everyone is on the honor system--lol
ReplyDeleteThank you so much!
LOL, VROOM VROOM
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Much love...
Time to put your top down, Gillena--lol
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