Imminent Destruction Of Everything In Port
Passion, closeness and great sex
Hearty food and sparkling wine
heaving bosoms, open legs
Beckoning us to cloud nine
An orgasmic plenty
Ah, when we were twenty
Running for the omnibus
Cramming into subway cars
Till one's neighbours start to cuss
Till one's substance longs for bars
Getting down and dirty
Oh, when we were thirty
Tiring of the daily round
Wishing for a brand-new start
Early dreams all gone to ground
Failures threaten every part
No urges to be naughty
Eh, when we were forty
Giving up on our career
Edging into fresher plights
Leaving early, seeking beer
Spending long but shallow nights
Learning to be shifty
Ugh, when we were fifty
Contributors: | Apsley, Beefy, fastlady, Holly Bean, P, Roland. |
Poem finished: | 30th July 2004 by Beefy. |