Zippers Versus Buttons

oldermanolderman Posts: 1,765
The musk of herself soaked so sweetly,
Scented women have molded a style
Found in a club, dances completely,
Yearns to chance, learns some wile (which cries)

such is the kansas coyote,
bounties abound for the hide,
such is the way in a desolate place,
some sort of wheat field,
a bread basket,
so i'm told,
i feel cold.

a steel ribbon leads me to warm places,
behind me lay bad decisions,
in a heap of badly drawn traces,
as is the way of a stab to the heart,
a stab of redemption
a plunge to the start. (and awakens)

Follow me to Zanzzibad,
Trace my breath in the fog,
Allow this warm Zizzle to
Flow inside..
Down the street you can hear her scream youre a disgrace
As she slams the door in his drunken face
And now he stands outside
And all the neighbours start to gossip and drool
He cries oh, girl you must be mad,
What happened to the sweet love you and me had?
Against the door he leans and starts a scene,
And his tears fall and burn the garden green
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Comments

  • AliAli Posts: 2,621
    OLderman....

    I thought we were going to get a much lustier take on the zipper on a saturday night.....especially after the first stanza....but...but...but...

    .....but I must say...titles are deceiving.


    I enjoyed it.:)
    A whisper and a thrill
    A whisper and a chill
    adv2005

    "Why do I bother?"
    The 11th Commandment.
    "Whatever"

    PETITION TO STOP THE BAN OF SMOKING IN BARS IN THE UNITED STATES....Anyone?
  • steppenwolfsteppenwolf Posts: 164
    as a man, i can't reply to this poem, however, it's not bad.
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