MAX IS FIXED

MAX IS FIXED

A Poem by Terry Collett
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MAX AND ANOTHER MAN'S WIFE

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I don’t know what that son
of a b***h said but it’s all lies

said Max I never touched his
lady I wouldn’t have touched

her with a proverbial barge pole
but he’s always had it in for me

that schmuck he thinks just because
he’s got himself a good job and

lives in a big house and drives a
posh car that I’m just slum waste

but I showed him when I knocked
on his door when he was at work

and his lady let me in to fix the
waste pipe and once I got it fixed

she put her arms about my waist
and pulled me onto the sofa and

began kissing me like some cat on
heat and I remembered seeing the

Degas painting on the wall one of
those ballet paintings and as she

unzipped my pants and entered in
I could hear Ella Fitzgerald singing

on the hifi her voice reaching inside
of me and up to the big blue sky.

© 2011 Terry Collett


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Terry Collett
Terry Collett

United Kingdom



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Terry Collett has been writing since 1971 and published on and off since 1972. He has written poems, plays, and short stories. He is married with eight children and eight grandchildren. on January 27t.. more..

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