The Swinger

The Swinger

 

In a bar

loathsome

down town

We met up

secretly

to go down

 

No strings,

she said,

never fed up

O, and whipcream's fine

but no ketchup

 

Back at mine

play resumed

Grasping, multi-tasking

showing off my tan

She said: could you...?

I said: off course I can

 

After the fight

Coffee and cake

Thank you for your time

and urge to sin

 

Please come again

In my joyuous world

made out of tin