The Rocket.

Up in the Rocket with, Margie. A trip of a lifetime. Then we woke up.

Paul and Margie are up in the Rocket

Paul's barking out the orders

Right Margie, Under no circumstances, touch that socket

Okay Paul

It’s Sir to you

Now, I’m off for a kip

You’re on watch, now skip

That’s not fair 

A girl has to tong her hair

He’ll never know

Little tong and a blow

See, stupid prat

Oops, what’s that

The Rocket has stopped

Oh Sir Paul

Think there’s a malfunction

We seem to be heading down the junction

You touched that socket

A black hole is taking my Rocket

In your dreams Paul

I’m out of your orbit

You’ve done it Margie

It’s bust

God, you're obsessed with getting me undressed

Put that back in your pocket

It’s my sprocket

Is that what they call it

I’m going down

Not on me, I finish at three

If I can get it back to warp five

We might get out of this alive

Are you talking about the Rocket

That thing in your pocket, the sprocket

Give me a hand

God, what don’t you understand

Take a cold shower

You’re not getting my flower

Is that the power

Oh Sir Paul

I’m alive

You’ve taken me to a height that’s greater

Hold on a minute

Were you not wearing trousers

When we entered the Simulator.

Reviews

[Mrudula Rani]

Don't want to disturb this fantastic voyage of yours with a silly review. But my journey with Margie would be cerebral,
I love the way she responds to queries. I wish you had a lots of dialogue( your dialogue poems are always the best on WC) with Margie in this opportunity !

[Paul Bell]

Glad she didn't explode. lol

[Mrudula Rani]

That is because you are a wonderful rocket ship pilot?

[Paul Bell]

Even when I'm sleeping. lol

[Mrudula Rani]

May be next poem about lost in space?

[barleygirl]

I have the feeling I should be breathing hard after THAT!!!! *wink! wink!* Now I’m glad I didn’t take you up on a collaboration becuz there’s not enuf coffee in the world to help me elevate my imagination to your extreme & admirable level! You’ve taken me on a wild ride when previously I’d been grounded with a slew of misery – thank you for that. I always love the way your crazy gyrations bring together suggestive nuance & laughter! Every time I read “Sir Paul” – you gotta KNOW I’m picturing a different guy with an excellent singing voice! *smile* But to me, your sassy spirit brings alive the same kind of mojo as the “original” Sir Paul . . . now if I can only harness this mojo & write a companion poem that would do your sweet buns justice! (((HUGS))) Fondly, Margie

[Paul Bell]

Look forward to it, Margie, now skip. lol