dream on boys and listen to you father


Fast women fine wine and slow horses by M.A.Meddings

Fast women fine wine and slow horses.

By M.A.Meddings

Chestnut is the colour of my love
Cream white her silken skin
Shaped delightfully
Where she should
And plainly looking for sin


She gave me a kiss late at evening
And a smile as she waived me goodbye
But still delightfully shaped
Just where she should
And a very firm set to the thigh


But I should have heeded my father
Sound advice was always his lot
Be wary my son
When you think of the fun
You know what escape you have got


You can see quite plain what's my downfall
I am swayed by the lure of lost causes
The lure and beguile
And the sweetest shy smile
Of fast women fine wine and slow horses





Poetry by lastromantichero The PoetBay support member heart!
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Written on 2005-11-23 at 07:42

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Edna Sweetlove
I thought this was wry and nicely written. But why is it filed under "humour" ??
2006-09-17


penfold18
I just love that title sort of rolls off the tongue another fine piece once again :-)
2005-11-23



Nobody can rhyme like you, hero. Nobody.

Hmm, fast lady - is she into athletics or something? ;)
2005-11-23