Damn this tong! <br /> <br />I wanted the perfection <br />of no knicker line <br /> <br />showing <br /> <br />and now, it's cutting me <br />to the bone. <br /> <br />I feel like a <br />piece of cheese <br /> <br />being cut in two <br />by a long thin wire! <br /> <br />Oh the torture <br />he mistakeningly reads <br />as passion <br /> <br />and now it's disappeared <br />...you know where! <br /> <br />I shift uneasily <br />trying to make it look <br />sexy. <br /> <br />I grin <br />(more of a grimace) <br />and smooth my hair. <br /> <br />I am thinking only <br />of me...'down there! ' <br /> <br />He is probably too <br />but not in the same way. <br /> <br />He tells me <br />he loves my smile <br /> <br />...if only he knew! <br /> <br />I can grin <br />and bear it <br /> <br />no longer <br /> <br />excuse myself <br /> <br />walk agonisingly <br /> <br />to the loo <br /> <br />dump the offending <br />garment <br />in the bin. <br /> <br />Never again! <br /> <br />Saunter <br />back in <br /> <br />knickerless in a very short skirt <br />(better be careful of how I sit) <br /> <br />give him <br />a kiss <br /> <br />more out of relief <br />than anything else <br /> <br />and order <br />another <br />Rum & Coke. <br /> <br />Oh the agony <br />of trying to pull a bloke!<br /><br />Dee Wright<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/when-it-all-goes-pete-tong/
