Pop or Bang

I gave her a call,
It had been a while,
“Hello” she said, “Are you alone”
“Yes” I said ”Just you and the phone”
She said “Shall I pop round and pop it in”
I said “ My pop needs popping and that’s no sin”
She said “I’ll be round in five, no panties or bra”
I saw her arrive, nude in the car,
I let her in, “coffee or tea?
Stop messing about, start popping me”,
We popped on the table, we popped on the floor,
We were popping and popping and she wanted more,
Our popping ended in an almighty bang,
Her nails dug in, her body sang,
We banged together like yesteryear,
Now in our seventies we have no fear.



Poetry by JohnJohn
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Written on 2023-04-20 at 09:25

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Alan J Ripley The PoetBay support member heart!
Saved as a bookmark definitely my sense of humour.
Regards Alan
2023-04-20