Day: November 19, 2018

I wrung my hands till they developed pleats

I had  Jewish boyfriend who was sweet
Intelligent and charming to behold
He bought me a new watch  but did not speak

We saw  Port Meadow frozen, it looked neat
Yet I suffered greatly from the cold
With my  Jewish boyfriend’s lack of bleats

When he went away, a tear did leak
As if his love was garnished with much gold
He bought me a new watch  but did not speak

I wrung my hands till they developed pleats
I left my food uneaten, it grew mould
Oh cruel  Jewish boyfriend , I felt weak

Mentally deranged I  was dead beat
I am warm and like a man to hold
He left me  that gold watch  but did not speak

Into my wool blanket I then rolled
A sheep  alone without a home or fold
I had that  Jewish boyfriend who was sweet
He left me the gold watch  but did not weep

 

Are we not too old for pleasures rash?

‘She held me in her arms and caressed me
Though she is 87  and I am 93.
I  felt a warmth run down my outside leg
The dog had peed on me, though taught to beg.
There was nothing else to do but strip right off.
When she saw me nude  it made her  froth
Are we not too old  for pleasures rash?
Why do you not  get the loving crush?
Get into bed and caress my left knee
For it gives excess suffering unto me.
Why go to bed when you need physiotherapy?
I read  that  lesbians enjoy sex,so why not me?
Well do you wish  me  bite   your  outer ear?
No,I prefer much  love without the fear.
Why not hug and kiss and say  night prayers?
We can get to  sex by gentle layers.
No,we are too old we cannot wait
We might die and it will be too late!
Well,if I die there are some younger folk!
Ah,but they don’t talk the way you talk.
So why are we in bed  just to converse?
I just desired to  be me and perverse.
Well, let me rub your back with chilli cream
If it hurts your bum ,you’ll have to scream.
What will the doctor think if I’m all red?
Just tell her   this: a tiger shared your bed
But would a cat be able to apply
This chilli cream to me at its first try?
I guess  I’ll have to  do a Ph.D
Called, what the cats I love have done to me.
Do you think I am a masochist?
I fear I cannot answer till we’ve kissed!
And after that  my memory is quite blank
If I’m not a virgin,I’m a crank.
To think I had to wait till 93
To know what my own sex could do  to me.

For  fog that came down like a sudden crime

).

 

A  melancholic character  to gain
Is hard  if you  dislike sin,dirt and grime
Practising deep sadness with grey hope
We toy with food and wildly,  madly mope
No aid for those who love a gentle rhyme

No interest in the world ,it’s all’s the same
No love for fun nor learning any games
No studying   or learning how to cope
Oh, melancholy

 

We see too  many people we can blame
For  fog that came down like a sudden crime
As fast in speed as fearful antelopes
While  elephants phlegmatic stand and gawp
My mind is reeling from the knee deep dark
Ah, melancholy