I have been tugging <br />on the strings of your heart. <br />I'm thinking of mugging <br />(which may not be smart) , <br />that scrumptious pink flower <br />who lives in that shoe <br />in the morning wee hour <br />I'll be coming for you. <br />I will show you some fire <br />it is part of me now <br />it is called male desire <br />you will wonder just how <br />I could feed it to you <br />do not worry my dear <br />and just stay in your shoe <br />take a six-pack of beer <br />and two beanbags as chairs <br />with the laces tied shut <br />we will leave all the cares <br />outside of our hut <br />but since this is a poem <br />and the people have eyes <br />even some, since we know 'em <br />would be envious guys <br />I will stop until later <br />when I get to the shoe <br />well, 'til then alligator <br />I am longing for you.<br /><br />Herbert Nehrlich<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/thinking-of-jodilee/
