Battle Across the Pond ~ Dr Wood vs. Just JackA Poem by Frieda PTwo grand poets on the WC take on the challenge ~ Battle across the Pond...Dr. Wood vs. just Jack...cast your votes now!!! The theme was 'Take a Walk on The Wild Side'The Frieda challenge ~ Battle across the Pond~ ...Just Jack vs. Dr Wood, they have boldly taken on the mission to take a walk on the wild side! These guys aren't afraid of a little friendly competition! #1 THE WILD SIDE OF LIFE
Oh a young girl called Jane was so boringly plain that she knew she’d not be someone’s wife. So she got out of bed and to her mirror said; “what you need is the Wild Side Of Life.” So she packed her suitcase and she dolled up her face; but she could not disguise her plain looks. Well the taxi came round and she WAS airport bound for a flight she’d so hurriedly booked. And the Pilot, oh dear; what a hunk, and SO near. And he smiled as he passed by her seat. Then he came back to speak and her knees they went weak and her heart seemed to skip several beats. And the Pilot said, “Jane; you’re incredibly plain; guys like me won’t give YOU but a glance. But the Steward’s ok even though he is gay. Chat him up girl you may have a chance.” Well the plain looking Jane, she just sat on that plane; but the trip did not go as she’d planned. For the plane was attacked; by three Arabs in fact; and in Africa came in to land. But young Jane she escaped with the help of an Ape; and they ran for what seemed like a day. Then she heard a strong voice; and she stopped; she’d no choice. As an Ape man was stood in her way. And the Ape man said “My; you’re incredibly shy. But with YOUR looks I’m hardly surprised. And he said, “I’m Tarzan.” What a hunk; what a MAN’ and the girl tried to flutter her eyes. Tarzan said “I’m a guy who would catch a girl’s eye; I am handsome and muscular too. In this jungle I’ve found there are no girls around. So my dear you will just have to do. And I know you’ll agree; there are none out do ME. I can climb I can hunt, I can shoot. So please marry me Jane; oh I know you’re quite plain. But compared to the Apes you’re quite cute.” So young Jane got her man and her WILD life began; it was SO wild she struggled to cope. So if YOU are like Jane, and incredibly plain. Just get out there and don’t give up hope!!!! #2 Wild Thing “Take a walk on the wide side”, she said with a smirk Come on and be cool now, don’t be a jerk I looked at her funny, so funny indeed Not even sure if she’s talking to me
Red hair and nails, her lips just a glowing Mini skirt, high heels, her lady thing showing I kept to myself, didn’t pay her no mind She shouted, “Hey buddy, you’ll like what you find”
I was feeling quite nervous, sweat on my brow I know it is me she is talking to now I strode a bit faster, my eyes straight ahead She said “Come back mister”, yes that’s what she said
Fishnet her stockings, cleavage revealed I reached for my wallet, make sure it’s concealed Now I was running, the sidewalk a blur But there was no way I was outrunning her
Clippity clop, her Pradas were banging Earrings this long, I could hear the things clanging The closer she got, the faster I ran She screamed, “Please stay honey, for I need a man”
It’s then that she caught me, so out of breath The smell of her perfume scared me to death I said, “I’ve no money, not even a buck” She answered, “No problem, that I was in luck”
Her teeth they were crooked, yes that I was seein’ She had no accent but looked European It’s then that I noticed, then that I saw She was no woman, no woman at all
Five o’clock shadow, of that I was sure Something familiar, I’d seen her before Those eyes and that nose, I said with a lurch Aren’t you the preacher, that Methodist Church?
Now his look was funny, so funny indeed He shouted “Amen” while running from me I didn’t give chase, no there was no sense He ran cross the street, jumped over the fence
I stood there and laughed for what I now saw His right high heel broke, on his arse he did fall His mini skirt flying, his wanker now free It looked like a peanut, so small it could be
I stared as he disappeared clean out of sight Red hair and fishnets, gone with the night I laughed once again and now must confide You’ll never catch me walking his wild side © 2013 Frieda PAuthor's Note
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Added on August 23, 2013Last Updated on August 23, 2013 AuthorFrieda PNJAboutIf you want to know me, read my poetry, it's all in there. I am a mother of three sons (my finest moments) a sister, a survivor and a little bit crazy. I lost my beloved sister to suicide, so you'll.. more..Writing
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