Chatting at the bar <br />waiting to order <br /> <br />I admire her <br />skirt <br /> <br />tell her she's <br />delicious in it. <br /> <br />'Oh, you flirt! ' <br />she flirts. <br /> <br />Says she likes my jeans <br />(how the diamante applique coils & curls <br />about the thigh) <br /> <br />'Oh, yeah? ' <br />'Yeah! ' <br /> <br />Says I'd look better <br />in her <br />skirt than her <br />that I've got <br />better legs <br />than her. <br /> <br />'Ya wanna bet? ' <br /> <br />'Yeah? ' <br />'Oh yeah! ' <br /> <br />I squeeze out of my jeans <br />she unzips her skirt <br /> <br />(our nether attire around our ankles) <br />we step out of <br /> <br />our respectibve male & female <br />roles <br /> <br />swop <br /> <br />stand there at the bar <br />sipping cocktails <br /> <br />with suggestive <br />names <br /> <br />untio we are asked <br />to remove ourselves <br /> <br />from this <br />establishment <br />this premises <br /> <br />We leave arm in arm <br />I as her & she as me <br /> <br />me in my sexy tartan mini <br />(a tight fit...I admit) <br /> <br />she in jeans just...a little too big for her <br /> <br />leaving a trail of laughter <br />like neon light on a rainy night.<br /><br />Dónall Dempsey<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/oh-yeah-yeah/
