Saturday, 21 March 2015

Coffee milk steamer, why are we always tuna or later...

A bad batch of beans in the blender!
A purloined panini palava!
I'd rather have Chlöe
All nudie with Sophie

In cinnamon swirl frosting a-slather!
"Eww! A poem we don't need to see
of Starbucks siren fantasies!
What if they read this
And get really pissed
And think that your mind is diseased!"
Ha! As if anyone reads this shite
I can perv o'er who I like!
With no repercussions
or awkward discussions
the worse they can say's "Take a hike!"
"...or have you roughed up
till blood you cough up.
And though they be stunners
they'll soon become shunners
And your orders for lattés rebuffed!"
Shit, I reckon I'd better not mention
The list of babes for whom I've affection
Like ----- and ---
------ and ---¹
In case I get unwanted attention such as a damn good kicking, a public shaming, extreme embarrassment and having to hide in social exclusion forevermore. or something.

¹ NOW, THE QUESTION IS... WHO ARE THESE FOUR! IS THERE JUST FOUR, OR WHOLE LOT MORE? COULD IT BE JUST ONE WITH THREE ADDED TO THROW YOU OFF THE PHEREMONAL SCENT? DOES THE NUMBER OF HYPHENS MATCH THE NUMBER OF LETTERS OF THEIR NAME? OOOOOH, INTRIGUE! IT COULD BE YOU... UNLESS YOU'RE A BLOKE, IN WHICH CASE, IT'S DEFINATELY NOT YOU.