Tisk Tisk, Mr. Smith

Tisk tisk, Mr. Smith She slapped her hand with the pointer Looking up, I see she’s stern I stand, wishing to anoint her I am commanded to about face I’ve committed an infraction Taking stock of my flesh She swoons in satisfaction But I’m returned to my kitchen Now pouring a cup of Lady GreyContinue reading “Tisk Tisk, Mr. Smith”

The Winter Is Too Warm

The winter is too warm But it’s too cold for tanlines The beach not quite deserted But I think that’s just fine I could use some freedom But you’d just call that semantics Splitting hairs when I’d rather Be engaging you in some bedroom antics You’d blush and slap my cheek But that’s mere foreplayContinue reading “The Winter Is Too Warm”

Sometimes I’m An Awkward Lover

Sometimes I’m an awkward loverI try to slap your ass & pull your hairBut I don’t always have confidenceBut I’m doing my very best down thereBut I can promise you one thing, dearI will love you and only you forevermoreI may be a gentleman at public eventsBut I’ll be your pirate behind locked doors