My brothers got a girl friend,
who I call sexy Sue.
The things that he does to her,
I want to do it too.
She has a certain 'je ne sais quoi',
a special type of charm.
I want to be a bank robber
and steal her from his arms.
I want to whisper in her ear,
beneath the moonlights shine,
the things I want to say to her,
I could end up doing time.
I want to squeeze and feel her bum
and look into her eyes.
Cos, every time I see her smile,
she makes my cupid's-arrow rise.
I want to kiss her ruby lips,
but I'm scared about my breath.
I want to hold her close to me,
but I'm frightened half to death.
I want to drop the formalities
and let my fingers roam.
Make out with her at midnight,
hear her moan and groan.
I want to lose this jealousy,
it's got me feeling blue.
The thing is this, she's twenty three
and I am ninety two!
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| Writing Prompt |
Write a poem based on this word: Jealousy |
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