When it was in, it was cool!

When it was in, it was cool!

A Poem by andrew mitchell

When she said
How ‘bout it?
I wondered what it was!
So she said
Come over to my place
and I’ll show you it.
After coffee, she took
off her clothes and said
Come and get it!
I said
Is this it!
She said
You’ll get a taste for it!
I said
I wasn’t hungry!
She said
If you don’t take it now
you won’t get it.
Anyway, it felt good,
I didn’t tell her
I knew it all along.
She said
You can have it anytime you want!
It did make me happy
come to think of it.
It was just one of those nights!
It really was!
It and I got on terribly well.
It was all good fun.
It didn’t care about the weather.
It just wanted it.
But then it went away
and I lost it.
It hasn’t been seen since
and I’m not asking cousin It!
It wasn’t surprising
all good its come to an end.

© 2019 andrew mitchell


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Added on March 17, 2019
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andrew mitchell
andrew mitchell

adelaide, Australia



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