The Flirt
A cheap smile, a lingering glance, a knowing wink
The scarlet cock struts across the stage.
You are why the Lord created men
The fathers lock their doors
The blushing Azalea drops its petals soft on quilted sheets.
Is it your oily cologne that draws them to you?
The two day greasy stubble, sharp against their cheek?
Or is it the manic glint in your eye?
Two bloody aces coldly waiting for Lady Luck come to roost.
About Me
- mr. midge man
- I just graduated from Muskingum University in new Concord Ohio with a dual major in English and Theatre and a minor in Music. Who knows what the future will bring?
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